Last night, as usual, Harrisen offered the blessing for our dinner. Usually, he says the traditional Catholic blessing, "Bless us, Oh, Lord..." but some days he goes renegade and says a very sweet prayer straight from the heart. Last night had his dad and I holding our breaths and stifling giggles over our bowls of pasta.
H- "Jesus.....thank you for our food. Thank you for our family. And thank you for Diet Coke for Mommy. And water for me and Evangeline. Amen."
Methinks I should lay off the little red and silver cans for a while.