Two-year-old prayers

Ezra has gotten the whole routine of saying prayers down. We say our family prayer, and then he looks up at me or Brad and says, "Ready?" Sometimes he lets us help him--he know the beginning and the end. Well, last night, he did it all himself. The beginning was clear: "Hef-knee Fadar, Thank thee for...(pause, Mommy starts to help, Ezra plows on)...fife, six, seben, eight...name of Ge-sees Cie-st, AMEN"

Both Brad and I just burst out laughing. He looked at us, and then laughed with us, and when we kept laughing he rolled over on his back, giggling. And then Mercy struck. Ezra had a little bowl of goldfish crackers that he had been protecting throughout his prayer. When he rolled over, quick as a wink, Mercy lunged forward and grabbed a huge handful of the crackers.

We laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks. What fun these children are!!!!!