Thursday, July 1, 2010

Jesus is my Homeboy

Cash is going through a very typical possessive phase right now. Everything is his, apparently. Poor Corrinne can't even crawl in his direction without him grabbing all the toys and running away while he screams, "MINE!". It gets really old really fast. But there was one instance where it was cute...
I was getting ready to lay him down for the night when he grabbed my hand and said, "Deeesus" (Jesus). So we prayed for a good night's rest and that Daddy would make it home safe from work and said amen. I laid him in his bed and looked at me and quietly said, "My deesus. Mine." I kind of chuckled and said, "Yes, he's your Jesus." and silently prayed that one day he'll understands what that means.


Allison said...

OH MY!! That is the cutest thing I have ever heard :)

SarahAnn said...

Bethany! I just checked my other blog--that seems to never be updated anymore--and saw you following! I am so excited to find your blog and to hear that you have two of the most adorable children ever!