Monday, December 1, 2008

Are you there God? It's me, Baby Bear.

This weekend, I was upstairs and asked Baby Bear to run downstairs to grab a notebook for me. He came back with the phone book. I let him know that I wanted something else and as he went back downstairs, I heard the following conversation:

Dear Jesus,

She didn't want the phone book. She wanted the notebook with the yellow sticker.


I just stood still and I'm pretty sure I tilted my head to process the whole thing (kinda like the dogs do when we say 'spaghetti').

Yesterday, we were putting up the Christmas tree and he had a similar conversation:

Dear Jesus,

I'm ready to put the star on the tree, but she won't do it until last.


So, I'm not sure how to feel about the whole thing. He is three and I want to teach him the importance of prayer, but I don't want it to be his outlet for recording the issues that he has with me.

If I stop analyzing it, it is pretty cute and I love listening to his conversations!

1 comment:

Connie said...

He's just taking the hymn to heart:

"What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear,
What a privilege to carry, everything to God in prayer."

Let's face it, moms can be a pretty big grief! It's nice (and cute) that he's found a good outlet for his fledgling frustrations.

I'm glad we ran into you the other day and hope we get to actually spend some time together over Christmas!