Prayer

On Saturday I got lunch (mac'n'cheese) together for the kids, sat them down and then ran upstairs to put Troy down for a nap. I was only gone for about 30 seconds. I came downstairs and surprisingly interrupted Sam saying the prayer. All their little heads were bowed, eyes closed and their arms folded. It was so cute! When they were done I told them that I was glad they remembered to say the prayer. They told me that at first they had forgotten but then they remembered. I was so touched. I could just see them having the discussion that they needed to say the prayer and then deciding that Sam would say it. It made me feel like they are getting it. It was one of those proud mom moments.