A fellow blogger jogged my memory for this one:
My grandmother passed away some years ago and we attended the funeral with my son, Josh, who was probably around 2 years old at the time. The church was kind enough to have an older couple sit with Josh in the nursery during the service. Already emotional, I went to pick him up after the service. The lady who had been spending time with him said, "You are raising one incredible little boy here." Uh, oh, I thought. "Oh really, what do you mean?" She replied, "We were having a pretend meal, and before we could even take a bite, he insisted that we say 'thanks to Jesus.' And we did." I about burst into tears. Not only was our shy-ish little guy having fun with someone he didn't know, but he INSISTED that they say a prayer before eating. They ARE always watching, Lord, I hope that I am always setting that good example. This is my prayer today.