I could her her whimpering because her tummy hurt so bad and then I heard her precious little voice say "Jesus. I need you to help me. Jesus will you please make my tummy feel better?"
And I cried. It's the first time I've ever heard to pray other than at bedtime or dinner time. Do you know how huge that is?? It means that she gets it. She understands that when she's hurting Jesus can help her. She said to me the other day " So what does Jesus look like anyway?" I love it that He's real to her. That even at the age of three she has a relationship with him. That tiny mustard seed of faith is growing strong in her heart already!