Friday, January 8, 2010

Grace

After finally getting the meal on the table, I threw myself into my chair glanced around at the lovely faces around our warm and tiny kitchen table and said "Why hello, family!"
At the word family, Jackson suggested we all hold hands and say grace.
We agreed and as his chubby hand was squeezed in mine, we all closed our eyes and he "announced" his grace:

"I want cookies.
And I want grace.
Family!"

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

A perfect grace.