Ours is a house of prayers.
And of
family meals.
Both of
which just, naturally, go together—with each of us taking turns...
This
morning, over a feast of dollar-sized pancakes, it was two-year-old, second
youngest granddaughter’s (hereinafter known as Cutie#11—or C11 for short) turn.
Now, to
this point, C11 had been stacking up her little mound of hotcakes and cooing at
them because they were just ‘so cute!’
She wasn’t
ready to stop.
Mama: It’s (C11’s) turn to say the blessing.
C11: No.
Mama: Dear Heavenly Father…
C11: No!
Mama: We’re thankful for this food…
C11: No! No!
Mama: Please bless it…
C11: No! No! No! No!
Mama: In the name of Jesus Christ…
C11: No!
Mama: AMEN!
C11: NO!
We’re all a work in progress…
Ha ha!! C11 had a plate of pancakes to get to!
ReplyDeleteThis is a girl who gets things done!
DeleteA good lesson here might be to pray before you serve. Just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteNoted! 😄
DeleteWhat Karen said. LOL!
ReplyDeleteDefinitely going to change things up a bit! ;)
DeleteWork in progress ;) good way of putting it.
ReplyDeleteHahaha! Aren't we all?
DeleteHeeheehee! Kids are the greatest, and i'll bet yelling "no" counts in heaven as "thank you" when you are only two.
ReplyDeleteOooh! Good point!
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