Just had one of those mornings with Chloe that I pray I never forget.

I walk into Chloe's bedroom to find her sitting on her bed in front of her window peacefully "watching cars." I lay down with her and hug her and say goodmorning, ask her how she slept, snuggle her some more. (love that warm, snuggly feeling of a freshly woken up Chloe)

 

We make small talk. She pokes my belly and asks me if I have a baby sister in there.
"No, no babies in there right now."
"I want a sister."
"Well, we will have to ask God about that."
"I hear God talking to me."
"Really, what is He saying?"
"He says I should have a sister...and brother too."
"Wow. That's cool."
"I want a big sister. So I can have piggy-back rides"
"That would be fun."
"Please, will you pray for my sisters and brothers."
"Right now?"
"Yeah."
"Dear God. Chloe and I pray that you would bring her sisters and brothers to us at your perfect time. Show what we need to do to bring them to our family. In Jesus Name, Amen."
"Pray more."
"Okay. God, where ever our brothers and sisters are, we pray that you would protect them. Keep them strong and healthy. Let them know that they are loved and that we want to meet them soon."
Smiling from ear to ear, "I want them here now."
"How would they get here now?"
"On an airplane."
"Where would they get on an airplane?"
"At the airport."
"How would they get to the airport?"
"Their mom would drive them there."
"Then I would be their Mom when they got here?"
"Yeah. I want a big brother for Eli too."
"Really?"
"Can you have a baby sister for me?"
"We will see about that. We may have to wait a little while."
"I have lots of pink for her."
"Yes, you have saved a lot of pink for your sister."

We move on to talking about cold feet and a big pink ball...but I can't help but wonder... how God will answer our prayer...and if some of the details that seem like "3 year old ramblings" could be...are possibly...prophetic.