So here's the scene:
It's 2:30 a.m. last night. Owen walks into our room and says, "Mama, please get in" (which really means "can I please sleep with you?"). So, I lift him up over me and as I am laying him down on the pillow he bonks his head on the bed frame. He cries a bit, I kiss it, tell him it's going to be o.k., etc. About 10 minutes later I realize he is still wide awake.
Owen: Mama, please pray.
Me: Dear Jesus, thank you for Owen. Thank you that we got to play with Hudson and Tucker today...
Owen interrupts: No, no. Please pray my head.
Let me just tell you people, if hearing your 2 year old who is hardly even coherent in the middle of the night ask you to pray for his bonked head doesn't make you melt, I don't know what will. I love that kid!
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3 comments:
oh man. that is too cute. isn't it amazing what their little minds and hearts are capable of understanding! you're doing something right :)
and that's why we let our children crawl into bed with us at night.
Your sweet litte Owen just melted my heart! Jen, it was SO great to see you last weekend=) You are such an AMAZING MAMA!! Love, Mar
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