Monday, May 7, 2007

Dear God. . .

Austin's night time prayer this evening:

"God is Dear God. {long pause} Dear God. Thank you for bringing Austin back home. Amen."

The best I can figure is he was thanking God for returning him home safely in his spaceship which he had just taken to Grammy Poe's house. He had to stop halfway through the 15 second spin around his room because, "I need gas Mommy. I need GAAAAAS!!!!!"

And, by the way, if you ever borrow Austin's spaceship you'll need some pennies because that's what it takes to crank it. I know this because he pulled a pretend penny out of his swim trunks pocket to get it started.

~The mind of a 3 year old.

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Nana said...

You've got it, Austin. God will always bring us home safely whatever that may be when we ask and give Him the praise. You are so precious. xoxoxoxoxo NANA

Debbie said...

Austin, hop in the spaceship and head up here, I could use some help packing.
PS-- we seem to have an unlimited supply of pennies too.
Love, Aunt Deb

Jen said...

I love it the imagination of a 3 year old :)

loren said...

That is so cute! If only we could stay that way a little longer...