Tuesdays are busy days.
We have a quick 30 minutes between events to feed the troops.
Max is called on to say prayer.
This is how he starts...
"Dear Heavenly Father,
I have a game.
Please help me win.
Bless our dinner..."
Regression.
(And yes, dang it, his team won.)
1 comment:
Ha! I guess his prayer was answered. I hope he doesn't expect that every time. :)
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