To help Harvey calm down at bedtime last night, I started praying with him for the day and week ahead. Then I asked him if there's anyone he wanted to pray for.
"Yes!" Harvey said enthusiastically.
"Okay, who do you want to pray for?" I ask.
"Uh... baby Nasan?"
"Great idea! Let's pray for baby Nathan!"
So we prayed together for baby Nathan, our dear friends' tiny baby who is now well on his way to health and normalcy after defeating the terrible blood clot that waylaid him during his first few weeks of life.
I have to admit, Harvey's response to my question was pretty impressive to me. He seemed to "get" that praying for baby Nathan was a thing we did, even though we never tried to teach him so or include him in our prayers (although I'm sure we prayed in his presence several times. He does, after all, hang out with us a lot.)
It just goes to show the wonderful and frightening truth that your kids ARE in fact listening to you, whether you believe it or not.
After praying for baby Nathan was done Harvey also asked to pray for mama, which also made me happy. Then he requested we pray for the window and the crib and his stuffed zebra. Then I told him it was time to stop stalling and go to sleep.