My nephews are so cute sometimes! The oldest, Jon, was sleepy this evening. He made me and TJ (the middle nephew) get out of the room we were in so that he could pray. I left the door open a crack (I learned not to close a door with them inside) and listened to him. He is six right now, his birthday was the 3rd. He actually prayed pretty good for a kid his age. It surprised me, since I didn't know that he even knew how to pray. He prayed that God and Jesus would help him be good, because he had been bad since he was "6 and 5 and 4 and 3-2-1 and zero." He also prayed that his Mama and Daddy would be good so that God and Jesus wouldn't have to spank them. It was so cute!

TJ, on the other hand, is a wonderful storyteller! Not in the bad way, telling lies, but in the good way. He told me a story that was a half-hour long today while I was babysitting. It was about a witch (who was a boy), a "big, bad wolf," and a man who kept going into the "forest" (with special emphasis on the "forest" part). I actually understood most of it. I just hope that when he gets older, he keeps that imagination of his so that he can tell good stories and (hopefully) write them down. But, right now he is only three, so I have to write them down. I wonder where I can find a tape recorder so I can hear the stories over and over again . . . Oh well.

I found both of these things really cute, so I put them up here for others to read. See ya! ~Rachel