We Can Talk to God About Anything, Right?

This morning I finished praying before D.L.F. ate his breakfast, and he looked like he wanted to say something.

"Go ahead," I prompted.

"And please help Papa to throw the trash in the dumpster!" D.L.F. prayed. (A few minutes earlier D.L.F. had put a piece of lint in the garbage can, and I guess he decided it was full enough to go out!)