Me: Parker, tell Nana what today is.
Parker: It's Tanks (thanks) Day!
Me: Tell Nana what you're thankful for.
Parker: I'm tankful for Hawoween! (Halloween)
I was putting him to bed the other night. Here's the conversation:
Me: Do you want to pray or do you want me to pray?
Parker: I want to pway.
Me: Okay. First let's thank God for everything he made.
Parker: Deaw (dear) God, Tank you for punkins, for ghosts, for costumes, for twick or tweeting, for candles in punkins. Amen. This is my hawoween pwayer!
And, today we went to get a Christmas tree. We picked a tree from a local farmer's market. At the checkout... there were pumpkins. The lady gave him a pumpkin. All he talked about on the way home was his pumpkin.
Dear God, Can we please move past Halloween?!