Sweet prayer

Tonight, I asked Ian if I could crawl into his bed with him while he prayed. He said, "sure!" We laid there for a minute cuddling and looking at his glowing moon and stars. It was such a sweet moment.

Then, he started praying...and this was his prayer:

"Dear God, I love you so much. I pray that you help me take care of my baby sister...forever and ever. And I pray that I won't hit mommy's tummy. The end."

Such a sweet prayer.