Mariah's Prayers

Mariah's been exercising some creative license lately during her prayers. Most of what she says needs a little background info to even make sense, so I'll try to provide some explanations:

Mariah loves to watch Playhouse Disney on the computer, as well as these books on DVD that we have. When she asks to watch something, I often tell her no on the grounds that "It's not very good for your brain to watch a lot of t.v. It's better for your brain to play or do a puzzle or read." I have explained, in 3-year-old terms, what her brain is. Well, apparently, she's not too fond of it. She has told me on several occasions, when she wants to watch something, "Mom, I don't have a brain, so I could watch (whatever show she wants to watch)." Well, the other day at dinner time, she prayed, ". . . and please bless our baby to get rid of her brain." I guess she's hoping the little one will come with immunity to my no-t.v. policies.

There, of course, has been a lot of pregnancy talk around here lately. Mariah has asked all sorts of questions (and made all sorts of statements) about being pregnant. I've explained to her that after she's grown up and married, she can have babies in her tummy. This has sparked all sorts of interesting conversations about marriage, etc. "Mom, when I'm 4, and I meet a nice man, we will get married and live at Grandma Shaunna's house." Or, "Mom, when I'm with my hus-a-band--the man--when I'm zero, I'll go to a meeting with my hus-a-band, and you'll stay here."

Some of her prayers sound like this: "Bless me to be preg-o-nant with my husband. And bless us to go on a date when I'm preg-o-nant with my hus-a-band."

Then, on top of all that pregnant-marriage-husband-date info swimming around in her head, we saw the LDS missionaries at the library. Several prayers afterwards sounded something like this: "Bless the missionaries to come to our house when I'm preg-o-nant."

A few weeks ago, in her Sunbeam class, she learned about the sun, the moon, and the stars. She has taken it upon herself to make sure God is keeping everything in order: "Please bless the sun to set well." "Please bless the sun to come up in the sky today." "Please bless the stars to stay in the sky." "Bless the sun to stay up in the daytime." And this is my personal favorite: "Please bless me to stay in my bed while the sun is sleeping and the moon is in the sky and the stars are in the sky."

As you know if you read this blog, there's been a lot of sickness going on here. She prays, "Please bless me to get rid of my cough, and please bless Laney to get rid of her sickness, and please bless Mommy to get rid of her cough . . . . (and so on)." She didn't like the menthol I put on her chest or the coconut oil I put on her back to suppress her night-time cough. She prayed: "Help me to get rid of my cough. Help me to get rid of the menthol on my chest and the coconut oil on my back . . . ."

Mariah loves to dance. She prays, "Bless me to go to ballet school."

Her prayer tonight: "Please bless me to stay in my bed and to not have any problems and to not jump on my bed and to not be crazy in my bed." Hmmm . . . apparently some things have been going on that I was not aware of.