The way G loves me

As I was putting G to bed tonight, he asked me to climb into bed with him and tell him about Jesus. We talked for awhile, and then I told him I needed to go. He grabbed me tightly around the neck and said, "I love you just like Jesus loves you. God can never stop loving you and I can never stop loving you. My love is like Jesus loves you." Then he planted a big kiss on my cheek. Those are the moments.

Peas porridge

Yes, I know that's not the way it's spelled, but that's basically what G had for breakfast this morning. He requested oatmeal, so as it was getting thick, I asked what he'd like in it, suggesting bananas or cinnamon. "Peas" he responded. I glanced at Ryan, who shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let him try it." This is the same kid who has been known to request leftover, cold tuna casserole for breakfast. So, I held back my gag reflex and stirred in some frozen peas and a little Splenda. To my disgust, but not so much my surprise, he liked it. I don't know how he got this way. I promise the rest of us eat very normal breakfast foods.

Mmm.

First bite.

Loves it!