In the Boudreaux household we usually say a short prayer of thanks before eating each meal. (We do this while holding hands with whoever is at the table.) The other day my niece (Taylor), Cole and I went out to lunch to a local pizzeria. We waited 30 minutes for our pizza (well worth it by the way, the pizza was awesome). Needless to say we were all so hungry by the time the pizza got to our table that we all just dove right in. I cut up Cole's slice, sat it in front of him and started to take a bite of my own slice.
Cole looked up at me with his arms stretched out toward me and Taylor and said, "Mommy, Amen. Amen, Mommy." He knew we had forgotten to say our blessings. At that moment I was so humbled. It is amazing how God uses my young son to teach and remind me of things. I will not forget that moment at that table for the rest of my life.



2 comments:
The picture is so cute!
AW, that is awesome!!! :)
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