One more thing...

Today at naptime much like every day at naptime, I prayed with the boys before putting them down. I let them pray and then I pray. Peyton's prayers are short and sweet, "Thank God for Mommy and Daddy. In Jesus name, Amen." Tristan's prayers are seldom short but always precious. Today's consisted of... "Thank you God for, Daddy and Mommy and Tristan and Peyton and KK and JooJoo. Thank you for my bow and Daddy's bow and shooting outside. And for Daddy going to mow the grass. Thank you God that we can know you. In Jesus name we pray, Amen." I kissed his head and as I started to walk off, he grabbed my hand and said "Oh, Mommy! I forgot something. Can I pray for one more thing?"
Of course I said yes and this is what I he needed to pray for...

"Thank you God for all the bugs.

1. the mosquitoes

2. the ladybugs

3. the crickets

4. the ants

5. the butterflies

6. the grasshoppers

7. the ladybugs

8. the stink bugs

9. the june bugs

10. the rollypoley bugs

11. the spiders

12. and the crabs

Thank you God that we can know you. In Jesus name we pray, Amen."

I'm so thankful that he is thankful.

Lord, help me be thankful for everything. Even the bugs... and crabs. :)

A litter box perhaps?

Everyone says the second child will always potty train before the first did. "He'll basically train himself as he watches big brother!" I've heard this a lot. Or, "He will want to be just like his big brother so he'll get tired of wearing diapers and not underwear." Wouldn't you know... our second would prove them ALL wrong. He is interested one day and the next day he's completely oblivious to the world of potty-ing anywhere else but in his diaper. I have been trying not to fret over the whole ordeal. Knowing, he will eventually get it. ...right?

I recently got his answer as to why he hasn't potty trained. I thought I should share...

After filling up a very stinky diaper, Peyton tells me he is stinky (he'll love me for this post some day). As I change him we have this conversation:

Me- "Shewie! You stink Peyton!"

P- (whimpers)

Me- "Peyton, you really need to start going poopoo in the big potty. This is stinky!"

P- "I can't." (whimpers)

Me- "Yes you can! You're a big boy! And if you go in the potty you can wear underwear and no more diapers."

P- (whimpers)

Me- "You're a big boy and big boys need to go poopoo and teetee in the potty. Then we won't have to deal with anymore of this stinky diaper stuff! Don't you want to go poopoo and teetee in the potty?"

P- "I can't." (whimpers again)

Me- "Why not?"

P- "Moommmmmyyy..... I'm a kitty cat!" (ends in a meow-whimper)




Ahhh. That makes perfect sense.