Wesley continues to love prayer. A typical Wesley bedtime prayer goes like this,
Thank you God for prayers. Thank you God for apples. Thank you God for carrots. Thank you God for mommy. Thank you God for daddy. Thank you God for Oliver. Thank you God for Maxie, and thank you for Wesley! Amen.
A passive-aggressive prayer, following my denial of his request for candy at bedtime, went like this. Wesley stared at me with an evil eye and said in a low, measured voice, "Thank you God, for CANDY."
Oliver looks at the sky and says, "I think there's a storm brewing."
Oliver says to Wesley when Wesley gets hurt, "I'm sorry Wesley. I'm so, so sorry. You got hurt. I'm so sorry, honey."
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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