Out of the Mouths of Babes

Andy has been gone alot lately with church business so Ben is missing his daddy. Here's his prayer from tonight:

"Dear Heavenly Father, I'm thankful for my daddy who goes to church...and I cry." (Note: It gets a little more positive from there). "I'm thankful for concrete, and cement, and dump trucks, and diggers, and rollers, and shovels...Amen."

There might have been a few other building machines in there that I forgot, but you get the picture. It was all I could do to supress my laughter. He is such a cutie and says the funniest things. Yesterday Ben was eating a waffle and I asked him if I could have a bite of it. He said, "No Nollie. Only boys can eat waffles!" I'll have to remember that next time I eat out at a diner. The last funny thing was today. By 5 p.m. I was exhausted and sprawled out on the couch with one arm over my eyes. The next thing I know, Ben is laying on our loveseat in the same position, with his arm over his eye, sighing. I ended up putting in The Parent Trap for us to watch (the old version, thank you very much. I am on a personal Lindsey Lohan boycott) and we enjoyed the last half hour until Andy got home.