Dear God....

So, once in a while Wyatt will get a little bit of a chip on his shoulder. He will say or do something that he know's is naughty just to get a rise out of us. His bed time routine usually goes a little something like this: a few books and then mommy or daddy lay down with him, pray for our loved ones, and then finish up with song. Well, in the midst of the bed time routine, he decides he wants to say something naughty - so out comes "Go away Jesus!" Well daddy tells him how naughty that is, and that he should want Jesus to be with us always because he loves us and protects us. So he must have felt bad because he says "I want to say sorry". So he tells Jesus that he's sorry and then says "I want to pray for Jesus". So daddy says "OK, I'll help you" and Wyatt says, "No, I want to do it by myself". "OK, go ahead". "Dear God, thank you for Jesus. Thank you for his prostate. In Jesus name, amen". We've been praying for Papa Dan (who was having prostate issues).

by daddy