Bobo prays with me every night. One night, he had a very sore bum as a result of playing in wet pants for several hours, and he began his prayer, "Dear Heavenly Father... my bum hurts," in a very sad little voice. Last night he began by saying, "Dear Heavenly Father... Mommy is beautiful." He also gives thanks for things by saying, "Thank you with..." as in, "Thank with the cookies." But he doesn't have 'th' yet, so it comes out, "Sank you wif de cookies."
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