Amen, Brotha!

I'm so behind on blog posts, trying to catch up on our fabulous vacation and all the fun things that have happened since we've gotten home, that I've been drafting in a notebook everytime I find a minute. One page turned into two and two turned into three...

But as I work my way up to hitting the "Publish Post" button, I simply had to share a sweet moment that happened at dinner tonight. Charlie, my little guy who does a lot of grunting (and not a lot of talking), folded his hands during grace and said Amen. I looked at Rob like, "Did you hear that?" Seriously, the kid doesn't even say hi. Or bye. Or bird. Or ball. He tries, but it pretty much all comes out "Uuh." But as though to prove to me that he really did say it, he chirped out the most perfectly enunciated Amen a second time as he refolded his little sweet potato and ketchup covered hands.