Tonight, as we sat down at our dinner table to eat, Little Leonard was in a particularly good mood. We folded our arms to pray, as did he, then as we said our prayer he began whispering his own prayer as well (which is a stage I love and think is the most rewarding thing to experience). Anyway, we finished our prayer and prepared to eat, but Leo wanted to pray again. He folded his arms, looked around at us as though he was waiting for us to do the same, which we did and he said his prayer. When we finished, we picked up our forks preparing to eat, but Leo wanted to pray again. This went on another 4 more times.
Sometime later, he began spilling his cup out to play with his juice and make a big mess. Leonard firmly told him "no" and gave him a stern fatherly look. Sure enough, Leo gave him one right back. He then squealed in delight as if to say, "take that" with your manners.
Oh boy...times are gettin' fun around here. I love it. He has so much character and spunk. Sadly, I see a lot of myself in his personality and am sitting a little scared as each day passes and he becomes a little more defiant. I already know the roller coaster I am in for. Let's just hope that I've mended my ways enough to have earned a pardon during the dreaded teenage years.
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That's an adorable story. I love hearing about the little one's adventures.
Awwww, I can't wait until Jonathan starts trying to pray. That is the ultimate cute.
Those times are so precious! I can't wait to see him say the prayer at a meal! :)
He's soaking it all in!
Don't worry so much. You're doing great. While I've never seen Leonard lay down the line with any of you-I can actually visualize it.
Isn't having a family the greatest blessing in the whole world?
You must be good about having prayer if he is catching on so young- good job mommy and daddy.
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