Like most families with young kids our week day dinners are pretty hectic and wild and often involve two separate meal times.
I put a lot of value on family mealtimes. I’d love for us to sit down and eat together nightly, but often during the week because of work schedules or early bedtimes it just doesn’t happen.
But the weekends? We can totally swing it.
And when we all four sit down to eat – even if it’s Burger House burgers and fries – we’re all together, and I’m happy. And we always say a prayer before we eat.
Caroline at just 18 months will look around and say “hands?” and hold hers out. It is the sweetest. Andrew – almost four – wants to say the prayer every time. This can lead to some doozies, but lately he’s on a construction worker kick.
I can’t explain it.
Almost nightly for the last month or so he prays some variation of, “Dear God, thank you for this delicious food and thank you for the construction workers who built our house. Thank you for Santa who brought us all our toys and thank you for Mom and Dad who love us.”
But then last night he threw in, “thank you God for the construction worker who made our silverware so we can eat” and I just about fell out of my chair laughing.
Oh y’all. I had to pretend that I was choking on the pepper so he didn’t know I was cracking up.
He’s such a fun-loving, outgoing, energized little boy. Mine is a prayer of thankfulness – for Andrew, for Caroline and for Brian who holds us all together. Our family is such a blessing. I hope Andrew is always thankful for that!
Does your family have a nightly prayer ritual? Does it include construction workers? 🙂