Me: I know, baby, but you have to sleep so you can grow.
Amira: I'm going to tell God I am sad. (praying)Dear Heavenly Father, I am sad. I love you. Amen. (She pauses and looks at me, confused) Mom, I still feel sad.
She was so sure that God would instantly make going to naps less of a tragedy for her, and He had not.
Me: I've had times where God didn't take my sadness away, either, baby. Sometimes God doesn't do exactly what we want, but what He wants is always right.
Amira: Okay, mommy.
-A few days later:
Mom, God is in here (pointing to her stomach)
God's in your belly?
Why is God in your belly?
Because I love Him.