Ross is almost 4 and he's never said a prayer all by himself...until today. It's kind of a big deal. And it was all his idea, which is the only way it was ever going to happen with that kid. So here's what he said,
"Dear Heveamy Fodder,
Please help me get a watch for Christmas, and help me be good, and help me find the way to Grandma's house.
Jesus Christ, Amen."
I can't say I didn't cringe at his last request.
My prayer? Let me be "the way to Grandma's house." Please. Thank you. Amen.
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