Pray for me in my hour of need
Nathan’s new thing is praying.
Nathan knows that Daniel is the guy who prayed. (In case that’s not enough for you to know who Daniel his, he’s the guy who got tossed in the lion’s den and had lots of really strange dreams, but Nathan doesn’t know what a lion’s den is and the dreams aren’t in his children’s bible.) He knows when everyone sits down at the dinner table you pray. And when he’s ready to be done reading books before bed he points to his crib and says “pway?”
The other night, after an easy bedtime, Nathan woke up crying and when I went to comfort him and help him back to sleep he whimpered at me and asked to pray. So we started praying. And then he started throwing up. If only he’s told me what we need to pray about!