Another one just for me.

The other night, I think it was Tuesday; I took Ryan upstairs for bed. He climbed in bed, snuggled into his pillow and put his hands together and said, “Mommy. Pray.” I said, “Sure, Ryan. Your turn.” He smiled the biggest smile, recited a few words that I couldn’t understand and then said, “Mommy, Daddy, Lilly, Granny, Opa and Sassy.” He looked at me and I could tell he was very proud of himself and then he said loudly, “Amen.”