This afternoon, following a time out, Little B and I were having our usual cuddle time as we prayed.
Here is how the prayer went.
Me: "Dear Jesus..."
B: "Dear Jesus..."
Me: "Please help B..."
B: "Helping me..."
Me: "Make..."
B: "Cinnamon rolls!"
Shortly thereafter, he brought out his
baby Bible and sat on the floor looking at the pictures.
As he got to the stories involving Jesus, he started chanting, "Lovee Jesus! Loving!" Suddenly, he stopped, bent down low so his nose was almost touching the page, and shouted, "WAKE UP, Jesus!"
I glanced down to see what he was looking at:
This does not bode well for whenever he has a younger sibling who is trying to take naps during the day.
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