"Bye-bow! Bye-bow! Bye-bow!"

Ben's current favorite book is his Bible.  Hands down. There's not even a close second.  His favorite story is  David and Goliath, and he mimics David throwing the rock with such intensity (technically it was a slingshot, but we'll fill in the details later) and Goliath hitting the ground.  "Boom!"

When Tim got home from work tonight, the first thing Ben did was drag Tim to his bedroom to look at his "bye-bow, bye-bow, bye-bow!"  Most likely, he loves it because there are so many pages and so many bright pictures, but it doesn't really matter to me.  I just love that he is interested and listens to the stories.

As if that weren't enough to make my heart burst, Ben also really loves to pray.  He folds his hands at the dinner table before Tim and I even have a chance to sit down.  As soon as we say "Amen," Ben does the sign for "more."

Each night I ask that God will help Ben know how much he is loved by us and loved by the Lord, and that God will give Ben a soft, obedient heart that will accept Him someday.

Now I'm praying that Ben will always love talking to Jesus and reading his B-I-B-L-E as much as he does right now.  What a sweet blessing his tender little heart is to his Daddy and me.

Better Together.

When I walk into Ben's room in the morning to pull him out of his crib, the first thing he asks for is Daddy.  The first few times it happened I called Tim and gushed about how sweet it was that Ben was missing him so much.  The following weekend, Tim went in to grab Ben out of bed and I was eavesdropping on the monitor (I just love listening to them talk to each other.)  Much to my surprise, the first thing Ben asked for was Mommy.

We've come to the realization that Ben really prefers us in our pairs.  If one of us is missing, he always asks about it.  When we walk into my parents' house and Gramma greets him, Ben immediately asks, "Grampa?  Grampa?  Grampa?" and holds his little hand out in question until Grampa appears, too.

So yes, he likes us together.  Giving him our un-divided attention.   What a stinker.