Yesterday I was sitting at the dining room table working on a rosary while Sadie and Mae played. Sadie had been asking me questions about the rosary while I worked, and after a few minutes of silence announced that she had made a "necklace" (she's had her eye on the rosary I made myself and desperately wants it as a "necklace") and then confirmed that it was in fact a "rosary." She was pretty proud of her creation:
Of course it very quickly turned into: "Can you make me a good rosary for my wedding Mommy?" followed by demanding to be changed into her white princess dress and then claiming my rosary which she was surprisingly careful with). Daddy got home just in time to be convinced to waltz around the living room.
She actually went and found the rosary coloring book to make it part of her "rosary" because I put it away last night, and we hadn't worked in it at all today.
And of course what do you do with a rosary? You pray. So after making the rosary (before convincing Mommy to change her into the white dress and then convincing Daddy to dance) she sat down in the middle of it and prayed. I had to snap a picture:
Deep in thought with her favorite stuffed animals. She constantly surprises me with her sweet, growing faith and love.