Tonight Derek put Jolie to bed, and I put James down. Fairly normal for a Friday night. James and I had finished singing and rocking. We knelt by his bed. I said a prayer first; then he followed suit. Normal. His prayer was unusually (or especially) charming, though... I tucked him in, kissed him goodnight, and then sprinted to the computer to "jot" it down (my typing is significantly quicker than my handwriting). This is what he said (sorry if it's inappropriate to post a prayer; I couldn't decide if it was):
"Dear Heavenly Father, Thank you for this day. (Long pause for thoughts...) Thank you that Kitty can lay by me and look at books. I love my grandma. AND I have two grandmas! One, two, three (counted this on his fingers)! And help us sleep well. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
I seriously love this crazy, adorable little boy!