Last night, I was leaned over Jonah in his bed saying prayers with him. We had a house full of company and he was not completely thrilled with the idea of going to bed while everyone was up front visiting. I was having to convince him to say prayers.
Me: Jonah, let's pray.
Jonah: I not want to pray.
Me: Jonah, let's say our prayers.
Jonah: (more whining)
Me: (started praying in hopes Jonah would join in) Dear God,
Jonah: Dear God...MOMMY IS ON MY TOE!!!!!