Liam said our family prayer the other night. He was very adamant about not getting any help from Billy or me and said the whole thing by himself, which was pretty much "Dear Heavenly Father, please bless me with more toys. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
He obviously had this thing all planned out beforehand.
After the prayer, while getting ready for bed, he said "Mom? I wonder if Jesus will come down the chimney and bring me my toys?"
He has the faith to move a mountain of toys.
Then, yesterday, we saw a man with a white turban at the grocery store. Liam loved this. He turned to me and said "Mom? Is that man a marshmallow?"
The guy didn't hear, luckily.
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Dottie's evening prayer: "Dear Heavenly Father, we're thankful for this nice day. Please bless mommy, daddy, elliot, and dottie. Please help me to be good. Bless Daddy to be happy at work. Name of . . . .(mumbling) amen." Every night, same prayer. At least Liam understands variation in praying.
That is hilarious. What a funny kid.
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