Each night we say prayers with the Peanuts. After a few of the standards, I ask them to tell me what they are thankful for today. Peanut One has had a tough time lately naming anything and tends to look around his room and state whatever his eyes fall on.
I'm thankful for . . .
geckos,
pirates,
my rug. . .
This morning, after a Sunday of snow in Atlanta (on March 1, nonetheless!), I woke Peanut One with the news that school was cancelled.
He grinned, rolled over and mumbled something.
"What did you say, honey?"
"Thank you God!"
At least he has his priorities straight.
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