
David turned 5 years old last week. The day came and went. All he wanted to do was open presents! He didn't even eat dinner. Once the presents were opened, he played the night away.
For the past 5 birthdays (yep...all of them ) Paul has either had a final or been studying for a final on his birthday. Good thing this kid is easy to please. If he gets toys..then it is a perfect day!
David has a tender heart. A few weeks ago I was having a bad day. I went in my room and laid on the bed. I was crying. David came in the room, crawled on the bed and grabbed my hand. He said, "Mom, I berry love you."
I will remember that moment forever.
Tonight he said the family prayer. It was his usual 3 line prayer:
"Heavenly Father. Thank you for the blessing. Thank you for the day. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
Paul told him to try again and think of more things to say. He did. It was a long prayer. My favorite line was, "Don't say you hate your family."
Happy Birthday David
(p.s. He does not like being called Dave)