I made lasagna last night for dinner for the first time in a long time. Mike’s Mom had taught me how to make it just after E was born, but I hadn’t made it since Ethan was eating real food with us. So this was his first time trying it. Ethan absolutely LOVED it. He asked for lots and lots of seconds.
Before we ate, Ethan prayed for us. He said, “Thank you, Jesus, my plate. Reggie’s plate. Mom and Daddy’s plate.” (the plates were empty…normally they are full and he just names whatever is on his plate) At this point, Mike finishes our prayer saying, “Yes, thank you for all of our plates…etc. etc.” (I couldn’t actually tell you what the “etc.” was because I was laughing too hard)