I left the boys laying in bed together and stepped out to get some water. When I returned to the room Liam had his arm over Luke and was singing "I am a child of God" followed by "I love to see the temple".... Those are the songs I always sang to him as a baby(and still do) It filled my heart with so much love and brought me to tears to see and hear him already following my example and being such a caring big brother. At only 3 years old, Liam knows who Jesus and God are. He knows to pray when he is scared and to bless his food when
he eats and reminds us if we skip our bedtime prayers. He has taught me that even though he may appear to not be listening, he is. He is a sponge absorbing every word I say. He is watching me, repeating me, wanting to be me. Tonight my heart is full and Im feeling the sacred responsibility of what it means to be a parent.
You know you're definitely doing something right if you're three year old is doing these things without being told to :) I loved reading this!
ReplyDeleteGreat story Lily!
ReplyDeleteMelissa G.