Aubin has been saying prayer for a while. It began pretty simply and was quite hard to understand unless you were... Well, me probably. You know, the one who is with him pretty much 24-7 and knows almost everything he has heard and would try to emulate. Anyways, over the last couple of months he has branched out a bit and even surprised us at times by thanking the Lord for each person sitting at the table, by name, one by one. But mostly, especially now-a-days, he sticks to a pretty specific and consistent plea. It goes a little something like this:
"Dear Heavy Fader. Thank you for food, and no bad dreams, no bad dreams. In name Chris', Amen."
I guess as little boys go, that about covers the important stuff. Right? :)
1 comment:
Very sweet! Prayers from that tiny little voice are the sweetest.
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