Praying Hands

Chica has very recently become very enthusiastic about folding her hands and saying her mealtime prayers and it's just so. darn. cute. it makes my heart burst.

Of course, as a result of her joining in on the blessing, the whole ritual has extended just a teeny-tiny tad.

The first time we say the prayer, she just watches one of us and beams (seriously, just smiles like a fool) as we recite the words.

Then we have to recite it a second time, and she usually folds her hands.

The third time (typically after we've started to eat), she's the instigator--folding her hands and babbling her own little words in a way that's soooooo precious, we have to do the whole thing all over again.

The net result: our food is at least thrice blessed at every meal, and Mama's heart is very happy.

:)