Playing Carcassone, bunica got another monastery. Jackie exclaims: “perfect for you, as you like to go to church ALL the time!”

I started praying casually as we were hiking. Jackie asks: “Who are you talking to, God?”

At the dinner table: “Dear God, thank you for this yummy food, for mommy and daddy and Rufus. Please watch over my little sister and bring her to us soon.”

Late after pushing all the tired buttons: “I know how to fix tonight: I go to bed without fussing or dragging my feet, and I’ll pray too!”

In the car driving, Jackie asks me from her car seat: “Mommy, who are you talking to? …Me, yourself, other drivers or God?”