I had been looking forward to Carter turning 18 months for the past 3 months. Church had gotten a little difficult, so I started bringing him into nursery to play with the other kids. Our nursery leaders are the best and didn't mind at all. I think this also helped him get use to the leaders, other kids, and the routine. This Sunday, I brought him to nursery, and he just took off. Never looked back. I know I didn't want him to have a difficult transition, but that was it? Keith took my hand and guided me to Sunday School, but I had a tear in my eye. I made Keith go check on him every once in a while, to make sure he was doing ok. (I know, I'm one of those moms). He did just fine. My baby boy is growing up too fast...
Before we left for church.
He never ceases to amaze me with how smart he is. Keith says morning prayers with him every morning before he leaves for work. They kneel down together, fold their arms, and Keith whispers the prayer in his ear. Whenever someone says "amen" he always shouts YEAH! He loves to pray. He knows our dinner routine. As soon as I put him in his highchair, he folds his arms and waits for one of us to pray. I love it. However, sometimes on the weekends, we get a little informal and eat dinner on the couch or just help ourselves. On Saturday, I made Carter some dinner and put him in his highchair. Keith was eating on the couch, and I was making myself dinner. I hadn't heard a peep from Carter, assuming he was eating quietly, I looked over at him and he was just folding his arms and staring at me. I felt so bad and told Keith to turn off the tv and come say our dinner prayer at the table. We always thought we were teaching him, but it turns out, that he's teaching us just as much.
I am stalking you. Love this post. He is a sweet little boy with the best parents. So proud of you.
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