Saying grace

We say a very informal grace before dinner.  Each of us takes a turn naming something for which we are thankful.  It's been really fun now that the Nugget joins in giving thanks.  Here's how grace has been going lately.

N:  I am thankful Grammy and Grandpa and Grandma and Papa and Mommy and Daddy and me.  And for airplanes that fly in Noctover (this is from our cancelled trip to CO in October 2010) and Spring.  (He sings the word spriiiiinnnnngggg.)

The Nugget used to belt out, "A-Men," like a Baptist preacher.  Now he prefers that we count in unison, then say it twice.  He has lobbied for a count to 20, but usually we are too hungry to comply.

N:  Are you ready?  1-2-3, Amen, Amen!
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At bedtime, I used to recite the poem from Night-Night, Little Pookie, but he's decided that he prefers a bedtime high five.  So we do a high five, a pound it, and then he yells, "Bye!"  Tonight he added, "Sweet dreams!" as we walked down the steps.