this is what braylon prayed about an hour ago:
God, help dad to act like you…
and help him to drive home safe…
and if he goes swimming in a cold swimming pool, that he won’t be cold even if there’s ice cubes in it.
this is what braylon prayed about an hour ago:
God, help dad to act like you…
and help him to drive home safe…
and if he goes swimming in a cold swimming pool, that he won’t be cold even if there’s ice cubes in it.
R: How was church today?
B: Well, something good and bad happened.
R: What’s that?
B: Well the good thing is that I shared my gum with my friends.
R: Good job buddy!
B: But the bad thing is that I don’t have any more gum now!
(thanks, ricky for the details on this one)
yesterday was braylon’s kindergarten graduation & award assembly. ricky & i were able to go & rejoice with him. last night when i tucked him in his bed, i kissed his bear (the tiny version of his other bear, hot cocoa) & said to it ‘good night, little guy!’ then did the same with bray, knowing it would get a reaction, but not necessarily this one:
“i am not a guy. and i am not little. call me big. call me big man. and in the morning when you wake me up, say, ‘good morning, big man!”
so ricky was tucking in bray asking him about school and the girls in his class. he thought he could name 5 girls in bray’s class, but needed some help, so bray piped up & said “morgan”. ricky goes, “that’s a cool name! is she hot?” and braylon laid there puzzled and goes,
“no…but sometimes she’s sweaty”