Tonight is one of those hallmark evenings.
Every night I put Chandler to bed and pray for him. I usually ask him to hold my hand, and he does, but other than laying still and looking at me while I am praying for him, he has not given me any other hint that he gets what I am doing.
But tonight I tucked him in and before I had gotten to the prayer, he looked at me and said, “Time to Jeshush”. Hoping that he said what I thought he did, I asked him, “Time to pray?” His reply was to say the prayer I usually say for me.
“Dear Jeshush, Thank you for Chandler. Diggadiggadiggadigga. The End.”
He filled in the middle part where I usually change it up with babble, but other than that he had it down.
Then I got lots more “Time for bed, night night” type talk than usual.
I live for moments like this with him.