Whenever Michael says the prayer over our food, I have a hard time paying attention. Because I'd rather listen to Jed. Eyes closed, chubby arms clenched tight, he mutters his own little prayer:
Daddy,
Corn,
Daddy,
Butter,
Cars,
Dip Dip,
Thanks,
Mommy,
Mmm Hmmm,
*sigh*
AMEN
I especially love the way he addresses Heavenly Father as "Daddy."
Patience
8 years ago
3 comments:
I thought he was just saying 'thanks' for Daddy twice!!
Could be, that's what I thought at first, but then I noticed he ALWAYS starts off saying daddy, even when daddy isn't around. And sometimes he repeats it sometimes he doesn't, so I think he just has heard us start "Dear Heavenly Father" and he's translated into toddler-speak "A Daddy."
That's super cute and sweet :).
And I am totally blog stalking you! I know you know! :)
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