Rebekah's prayer tonight:

Dear Jesus, Please help after my baby comes out of my mommy's tummy, please help her tummy be flat. Amen.

(Rebekah has this irrational fear of my stomach getting bigger. She is very upset if I mention that my tummy will get big the bigger our baby gets. I hate to break the news to her that my tummy has never been flat and probably never will be, but I guess a girl can dream!)