That's my boy!

Joshi was all bathed and ready for bed, so we headed to his room and he jumped under the covers.  I knelt down by his bed to say prayers.  "You go first Mommy", he said, so I go.  When I'm done, Joshi begins his prayer.  He starts with, "We fold our hands and bow our heads and thank the Lord for daily bread", which you're supposed to say before mealtimes, but it's the only prayer he knows off by heart, and he's sticking with it!  Then he says, which makes this the best prayer ever, "Dear God, please help me to grow up to be a really good football (soccer) player, and make sure there's no monsters in the house"!!!  He then noticed me doing a bad job at trying to conceal my laughter, and asked, "why are you laughing Mommy"?  Surprised that these words had come from his beautiful, clever, wonderful little mind, I said, "because honey that was the best prayer ever and I'm happy and cannot wait to tell Daddy about your prayer".  "Oh thank you", he said, and with that kisses were shared, lights were out, and off I went downstairs to call Scott and tell him about Joshi's prayer.  Now, anyone who knows my husband Scott, knows that he is a major soccer nut, and that he has played since he was seven, and the only reason he isn't still playing now is because of a healing ruptured achilles heel!  And also that he is a big Manchester United fan, and is super happy that his son shares his passion, (as well as our dog Winston, but that's a whole 'nother post)!!  After telling him, his laughter resonated through the phone, "that's my boy", he said, "that's my boy"!!