Every night when we put Magnus to bed we start by me (usually because his dad is at work in the evenings) praying first and then him, if he felt like it. Sometimes he just rambles about being thankful for lights, pictures, toys and the likes of that. It seems like another stall tactic, but then every so often he will say something so heartfelt that it melts my heart. Such as tonight he prayed that he was thankful that he had a mom, a dad, and a sister. So nice. It's moments like these that gives you affirmation that you must be doing something right as a parent. I am so proud of him and love him very much!
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