When I was putting Valerie and Damon to bed one night, I came back out to the living room to find Kyle reading The Book of Mormon. He decided all on his own to start reading it, and he read the first 3 chapters that night before bed. It was sweet to see, and it warmed my heart!
A couple weeks ago when Damon was really sick, he woke me up in the middle of the night and asked me to say a pray with him that he would feel better. He climbed on my bed and we said a prayer together at 2am. It's moments like these that I cherish as a mom. I love the sweet and simple faith of a child!
2 comments:
Yes, those are the things that REALLY matter. And they matter to a grandparent, too!
That is really sweet.
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