This morning, I was cleaning up from breakfast, and Alex kept coming in and saying, "Say Holly's prayers!"
I didn't think much of it, because Holly was there with me in the kitchen. But after Alex coming in and saying this five more times, I finally went into the bedroom to see what he was talking about.
He made the toy doll a bed, named it Holly, and had said her prayers.
Holly went and was patting the baby's face. They're both such doting parents. I thought it was so sweet that Alex had said the baby's prayers. :)