Background history: 1. Weston has a really bad diaper rash from the antibiotics he's taking and 2. We've been working on being quiet and still while we're praying.
So, tonight while we are praying with him before bed, he starts:
W: "Dad..."
Us: "Westie, you need to be quiet when Daddy's praying..."
W: "No, Dad, will you pray for my bottom? That it will stop hurting."
Bless his heart. I don't know why, I just loved it. I think its his first genuine, personal prayer request.
Speaking of bottoms...
...I couldn't help it.
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