Tonight as we sat down to dinner together, Buddha decided that he would dig in before saying the prayer. As the fork approached Buddha's eager mouth, The Chief reminded him that we say prayers before eating our food. It was too late, the food went in, the lips closed around the booty, and immediately Buddha started the "blazing-hot-food" dance (which is more a squirm than a dance). The Chief gave Buddha the "I-told-you-so" look and folded his arms to proceed with the prayer. As The Chief's mouth opened to utter the first words, Buddha slipped in a quick and fervent, "Make it a long prayer, Dad!" Have you ever heard a child beg his father for a long prayer?? Must have been some seriously scorching food!
In another family prayer episode recently, Buddha reminded us (during the prayer) that we are thankful for Shelley's house (the former Bishop's wife), My Kids Clubhouse, and the fair. This is actually an ongoing obsession for him. It's funny because lately we can't say prayers without being interrupted by one or the other of the boys piping in to remind us of another thing to express our gratitude for (Bugga's contribution is usually culinary in nature). Do you have community input during family prayer time?
And now I will leave you with an inspirational picture. To all you potty-training moms, remember this...at least you have it better than me: