Of course potty training and prayer are very closely related, but I actually have two different stories to tell.
I know that potty training and prayer are very closely related because I tried potty training Nate last week. Between running Nate to the potty every time he seemed like he had to go and sitting on the bathroom floor (for what added up to be hours I'm sure) singing and reading every song and book he likes over and over to get him to stay on, I had numerous conversations with God!
After a four-day potty training marathon I made the decision to call it off for now. Nate was getting very upset every time I put him on the potty, crying and clinging to me. After four days he was no better than the first, so we stopped. Maybe we'll try again in a couple months, one more time before baby girl Blan arrives.
We've tried to be more intentional lately about including Nate in mealtime prayer - telling him we're going to pray, holding his hand, and ending with a hearty "Amen." He's even been saying "Amen" after we say it, his fourth word I think. I don't usually pray with him at breakfast (heathen, I know), but this morning halfway through his breakfast he grabbed my hand and held it like we do during prayer time, looked at me and waited for me to pray. I prayed and we ended with our "Amen." I'm so thankful for my sweet boy, and I pray that he would always be so earnest for the Lord.
Nate walking in Mommy's shoes. He loves to put our shoes on and walk around the house. He's gotten pretty good at it and can get around really well in them.
Stephen hadn't been home long from a run and was using the post to stretch his legs. Nate wanted to be like Daddy and stretch his legs too.
This is Nate's favorite way to shop - pushing the cart using the rail at the bottom. Evidently it's hard work. His face gets bright red and he's soaked with sweat by the end. He loves it and it's helped us make it through several shopping trips lately without a meltdown.
