Last Monday night, Angela and I get the boys down at about 8:30 or so. We get a little housework done, then settle down on the sofa with some ice cream to watch the Heroes premier. At about 10:00 or 10:30, Andrew comes stumbling out of his room, and informs us, “I am really, really sleepy!” We ask him, “What have you been doing?” Apparently, he had been reading books to his friends (his stuffed toys) because, if I recall correctly, they weren’t sleepy. We’ve laughed about that for a week now… 😛

Last night, we asked Andrew to pray before we ate.  Some my balk at the practice, but we find it a good way to remind us, and especially our boys, whence came our meal.  This night, though, followed kind of a rough day for Andrew, behaviorally, so, in his prayer, he asked God to forgive him for his bad choices.  It was a very simple, but very touching prayer.  Of course, forgiveness can’t come until one accepts Jesus as Savior, but this a good first step toward his realizing his need, which we continue teach as gently as possible, so the decision, if it comes (and we fervently pray that it does), will be a genuine decision on his part, not a forced, ineffectual action because of us.  This is a good sign we’re on the right track.

Andrew started kindergarten yesterday.  It’s hard to believe that day has already come.  It was certainly harder on us than it was him.  We took him to his class and helped him find his seat, then we kinda drifted to the side of the room as the other parents did, likely as reluctant to leave as we were.  At one point, Andrew glanced up and seemed surprised to see us still there. 🙂

As sad as it is to see him growing up like that, it is exciting.  He’s having fun, and he’s growing up. 😛 

I sure am proud of that little boy.  The Lord’s been good to us.