He told me this morning that when he is big and I am a baby, he would hold me with one arm because he eats his vegetables so he will be so strong.
He also said I had to stop growing because I was big enough... there is more truth to that then he knows.
Anyway, tonight we were saying prayers.*
He decided that he was the mommy and I was the baby, so he should say the prayers by himself, instead of his usual follow-along way.
This is his version of the Hail Mary:
Hail Mary full of Grace
The Lord is with thee
Blest is the fruit and vegetables of your home and baby Jesus.
Holy Mary mother God
Pray and bock bock bock I am a chicken and now I say Amen.
* I was never a "say your prayers out-loud" kind of girl. I never really formally prayed, actually. But Bullshark was raised that way. So he started saying a short prayer at night with Clownfish when the little one was 10 months old. When Bullshark left for Iraq, it became very important for me to continue the tradition. So now I guess I do say my prayers out-loud.