Bowen certainly has his issues and drives me crazy more often than not. Gratefully, he has a very sweet side to him that just melts my heart and keeps me from sending him home with the gypsies. (Just in case someone reading this does not catch me sarcastic sense of humor, I would never actually give my child away to anyone -- unless he was being really naughty. Again, I'm not serious.) For the last several months, every time Bo would say a meal prayer or family prayer he would say, "we are thankful for the opportunity" or, "please bless the opportunity." That was it, not the opportunity for anything, just the opportunity. It became an ongoing joke between Justin and I, and we would always look at each other and smile each time he'd say "the opportunity."
Several weeks ago, much to our relief, Justin's grandpa was removed from an awful and potentially dangerous situation. Without fail, every prayer Bowen now says includes, "please bless the opportunity that Grandpa R can be safe." It is so sweet, it absolutely melts my heart every time. It is interesting how "clued-in" he is to things that are going on around him, because we are all so thankful for the "opportunity that Grandpa R can be safe." This is why I can still call him Precious Pants, even through all the mischief.
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