And a little humor for the day...

Last night we were saying prayers with our 3..almost 4...year old son. After a few traditional prayers he always says his own. They're really pretty hilarious. He asks Jesus for people to help mommy bake cookies, things of that immaterial nature! :) Last night we said a few prayers for people who need help, grammas and grampas, poor kids...then a stall while thinking of something else. My husband interjected, "The president." My son replied unconsciously, "Yeah, the president." Then he seemed to realize what he had said, perked up, and corrected himself, "But I don't like that guy. Nobama! Nobama! Nobama!" Oops! Perhaps the hubby and I should contain our political talks to apres-bedtime!