Tonight, while getting ready for bed, Noah was fussing because his mouth "reeewey" hurt. He managed to work up a couple of tears. I told him I was very sorry. We need to be brave and get our jammies on, your mouth hurts but you will be okay.
Noah's response: "weew, I am just going to pray about that." (said through tears and a very scrunched up face).
I can't argue with that. Love this guy. Thank you Lord for blessing me with these little moments where I get to see a glimpse of your grace.
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