Putting Elijah to bed is always an adventure. He has to have a story, prayer time, lights out, a minute to snuggle and then we're allowed to leave his room. Last night he asked me an interesting question. After we prayed, he was getting comfy, turning his pillow over and over like a dog making its bed, and he stopped and announced, "Mommy, we need a pillow for Jesus." I told Him that Jesus could have my pillow since I would be getting up soon. That seemed to satisfy him.
Erin
2 comments:
That's so cute! I remember I used to feel bad if Jesus didn't have a seat at the dinner table. . .
What a cutie. That is such a great comment. It's good you have a blog to keep record of all the fun and cute things they say. I'm sure between the 3 of them, they come up with some pretty great lines!
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