Typically, we let Waylon choose who's going to say the prayer for our evening meal. Tonight, he chose me. I began by thanking God for our many blessings -- our health, the rain, a good day. Then, Waylon chimed in. "Don't forget to thank God for the birds in the sky, and the bird nest in our tree, and Little Man (our pony), and the dogs, and the ketchup, and the mustard."
It's the little things that matter, isn't it!
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It is - Olivia always does one of those prayers like thanks for the bread, applesauce, carrots, etc...when we are with lots of family or friends! :) Love it!
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