Yesterday morning, I told Cody we could watch a movie. To start the day off right, and not just jumping into it, We had to read the bible first and then I said we should pray. We did, and then he went to the bathroom and we watched Pooh.
This morning, we read his little Jesus Storybook bible right away when he awoke. Then we had breakfast and he played a bit. All of a sudden I saw him on the couch, praying with his tiny hands folded and his eyebrows furrowed "Thank you a mommy, daddy, tody, Jesse... Aaaaaay-Men!"
"Mommy, can I watch a little movie?"