So here's the background...
We have a continual struggle with our kids when it comes to prayer time. They both love to pray for our meals, but they DON'T want to do it at the same time. We'll often sing "Thank you God..." (to the tune Frere Jacques) but Tobin will get mad if Shira sings with him and vice versa. So last night, when we sat down to eat, my heart was swelling because Tobin was genuinely being great about singing like he meant it (instead of the usual TOP OF HIS LUNGS yelling) and I was afraid my heart would burst with the sweetness of it all.
(Tobin singing very softly)
"Thank you God...Thank you God.
For our food...for our food.
We have many blessings,
We have many blessings.
(and Momma sighs, thankful for the moment of peace in a crazy day...)
(Momma says) "Good job Tobin , we’re proud of you."
(Tobin says) "Mommy, I burped when I said 'Amen.'"
(Momma says) "You did…oh... OK."
And just for an equal measure of all things gastrointestinal related, Shira feels the need to chime in...
(Shira says) "Mommy – Zach can burp his A-B-Cs…"
And the moments of thankfulness for the sweet peace of knowing that my children were connected to God vanished - a whole 30 seconds after it happened.