While fixing Pupa’s hair the other day I could hear her singing. Suddenly she made me turn off the blow dryer and asked “Mom, who is ‘Speaky?’”
Perplexed, I answered “what do you mean?”
“You know… Pray, He is there. ‘Speaky’ is listening.”
“Oooooh! Actually the song goes “Pray, He is there. SPEAK, HE is listening.”
Her poor little heart had been so troubled. No one in primary ever talked about “Speaky,” yet he is listening to everyone’s prayers!
I love my children :D