Sweet Dreams Little Man

As a mom, sometimes I want to know what is going on in my kids brain....what they are thinking about, what is on their heart, what is dear to them.  I hope all parents want this, because this is what makes us probe into their lives, ask them questions, and KNOW our children.

One of the most precious times to hear what your children think about is when they are right on the brink of sleep.  Either falling asleep or waking up is a magical time in the mind of a child.
The beauty of their sleepy little words aren't ever a disappointment.

This morning, I was waking Gannon up to get ready for church, and we had such a moment.

I softly patted his leg and whispered, "Good morning, Gannon."  He wiggled a bit and snuggled deeper into his covers.  I patted his bottom from on top of his comforter, "It's time to wake up!"
"Mom, stop, I'm praying."  My heart almost burst with joy.  I sat down next to him, stroked his hair and inquired.  "What are you praying about, sweetie?"

"Maple ice cream.  Maple ice cream with blue gobbey gross things in it.  And swimming."