confessions of a 5 year old

last night, cerise played with our bingo set and lost one ball for no. 42.
edwin scolded her for not looking after her stuff.
she was very apologetic and offered to look for it but edwin told her to sleep and he'll look for it as it was too late in the evening.
i told cerise to say her prayer and say sorry to jesus because daddy won't hear any of it.
This was her prayer (eyes closed):

Lord, I'm sorry for losing the bingo ball
(teary eyed and chin trembling)

I miss you God!
(voice getting louder as she tries to stop herself from crying yet tears started falling down her cheeks)

Please be with me.
(more tears, unable to control herself, hiccupy sobs)

(cerise turns to me and ask "does God sleep, mummy?" to which I answered "No, He doesn't so he can look after you while you sleep")
(cerise resumes her prayer)

God, I do want you to sleep.
(less tears this time)

Go ahead and sleep now.
(eyes almost dry)

Bless me and mummy and Daddy.
Thank you Lord. Amen
(suddenly she wails again!)

Mummy tried to comfort her, while trying her best not to laugh.