it was a typical school day ... boys up at 6:00 in order to play ... cuddle time with mommy at 6:45 ... baths ... dad prepares and serves breakfast ... dad makes zane's lunch ... boys eat breakfast as they watch cartoons ... mom reads the newspaper as she drinks her coffee. dad, the clock nazi, announces it is time to pray and leave for school. mommy puts down her newspaper, zane mutes the tv, gavin gets on his knees, bows his head and puts his hands together.
dad begins to pray ... "help the boys in school ..." as i pray, gavin walks over to me and whispers in my ear: "you forgot to say 'dear god.'" he walks back to his position and as he walks i begin again, "dear god ..." i wrap up the prayer with a solid "amen" and, as i look up, there is gavin looking at me ... a smile on his face, a thumbs up sign, an approving nod and a wink for a dad who sometimes lets his schedule get in the way of his relationship with god.
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