This evening, Billy mentioned that the dad of one of the boys in his preschool class had died. We already knew this. The family goes to church with us and the whole ordeal was very sad. Kevin and I talked with Billy for a few minutes about it and how my dad has died, too. We talked about families being forever and how when we go to heaven, our loved ones will be there waiting for us.
So, with that preface, here is part of Billy’s nighttime prayer tonight …
“…please bless Momma to die and see her dad again.
Bless Poppy to not die and stay here with us.
Bless Rusty to stop wanting to play the blue DS.
Bless Tommy to stop drinking out of mine and Ricky and Rusty’s water bottles.
Bless me to stop biting my toe nails…”
He covered all the important stuff.
Right?