Teach your children well

Conversations with Raphi

Bah. It’s snowing. I’m choosing not to think about that right now, and hoping the situation will resolve itself nicely by morning. By which I do NOT mean, with another three feet of snow. Please.

Instead, I choose to remember the following things Raphael said today.

Tre and Max had field day today, and at one point I was heading to the van to get their jackets. I was striding quickly, anxious to get back before they moved to the next event. Raphael was trotting along behind me, irritated at my pace.

“MAMA. Don’t step so hard!”

“Sorry, baby, but I’m in a hurry.”

“It’s kicking my shoes.”

“Sorry. Do you want me to hold your hand?”

“No, I want you to hurry more slowy.”


“BE MORE SLOWY!” He huffed, thoroughly annoyed by now. “An’ I’m NOT A BABY.”

I was sitting on the couch, and Raphael climbed into my lap. He took my face in his hands.

“Let’s pray together.”


“You go first.”

“Oh. Alright. Dear God, thank you for Raphael. He’s such a gift to this family. Please help me to be a good mom and help him to learn all the things You want him to learn. Amen. How was that?”

“Good. Now you say ‘your turn.’”

“Your turn.”

“Dear God, thank you for Mama. An’ help her to do lots of things. An’ she eats really good an’ she never poops or pees outside an’ she always poops and pees in the toilet. Amen.”

Huh. Well. I mean, it’s not like any of it is untrue…and it’s always good to be prayed for.



I love kids' prayers. :) The preschooler lately has taken to asking for Jesus to come play with her at the park and for God to "make my bed and mommy and daddy's bed" She seems unconcerned that she is still making her own bed. LOL


Um, your children spontaneously ask you to pray with them?! Can you email me and tell me how you did that>


Were your ears burning last night. I was speaking with Joshilyn about how much we LOVE miss Kira.


The honesty of kids' prayers is the best!!!! :)


That makes me wish the folks in MY life would take notice of the wonderful things I do. I always pee and poop in the toilet, too. Anyway, I love recounting silly and wonderful conversations.


The reason it is snowing is because you forgot to paint your toenails red as the final right of spring in your April 21st blog! Hugs!!

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