waffles and syrup, the usual morning edibles of choice at our house.
foster's "buddies" sit on the table overlooking his plate.
these aren't just any buddies, they are special.
they are our friends, nay our family members.
they travel with us, sleep with us,
and apparently now they eat with us.
foster includes his buddies in his breakfast dialogue:
"are you hungry monkey?"
"are you hungry puppy?"
"try waffles, you'll like it!" he spouts proudly as monkey's mouth dives into a puddle of syrup.
"wait!" (a small pointed index finger goes up like a red flag)
"need to pray!"
he snuggles puppy and monkey (who after 2 years still don't have names) and holds their heads next to his as he bows his little head (only cetemeters away from having a hairfull of syrup).
"jesus...waffles....puppy...monkey...jesus...AMEN"
tears came to my eyes as i saw my little boy pausing to thank Jesus for his waffles and his buddies.
his first prayer.
his favorite buddies joining in.
precious.
That is so precious!!!! I just LOVE the things Foster says and does. He has such a sweet spirit.
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