dinnertime chat

On our ride home from school, I talk with Cloe and Brody about how their day at school was. Usually they tell me they colored, played and ate yummy lunch and then the conversation further revolves around lunch. For some reason tonight at dinner we heard all about school. Who the cute boy is, who's kissing who on the cheek, the boy in Brody's class named "rock-n-roll" and the girl named "cutie pie" (he's quite the story teller). Then Cloe started reciting a prayer they say daily
"de Padre, De Figlio, de los spirto, santo. Amen"
and while she recited it, she did the sign of the cross, going from shoulder to shoulder, forehead to chest. Alright. It's quite cute. My little Catholic girl.