The other night, as is usual, it was time for family prayers before Adam went to bed. He is such a doll about saying prayers (well, not vocalizing, yet, but you get the idea). He knows that before we eat, before mommy goes to work in the morning and before bed that we always pray. And unless he's REALLY desperate for a drink or a bite of food, he sits patiently waiting to pray even if there's a plateful in front of him.
Well, the other night, we happened to be in the living room when the appointed time came. The living room has wood floors, so, David and I have gotten a little lax when it comes to kneeling if we're in that room. However, when we announced that it was time to say prayers, Adam kneeled down and folded his hands! It was so darling! And it pricked us right to our very souls. However, it was almost impossible for me to get up off of the floor afterwards, so I will make sure to grab one of the throw pillows from the couch next time!
Adam's first discernible sentance!
Last night, David, Adam and I went to the last choir concert of the year. This was an especially special occasion as the choir teacher who has been there for the last four years has taken a job much closer to home for her. As a surprise and gift to their beloved teacher, the students decided to sing her "For Good" from Wicked and asked that David accompany them. This was the first year in many years that David is not accompanying the choirs and so it was an especially big honor to him that they would ask him to do this.
Unfortunately, Adam and I missed this special performance because after about 40 minutes of being about as good as gold (he's never even that good for Sacrament meeting!), he had had about enough. So, he and I went and roamed the halls of the high school.
The janitor thought Adam was really cute and gave him a car to help aid in my attempt to occupy him for the last part of the concert (which ended up being about 50 minutes long because of awards and tears, etc!). Eventually we made our way over to a teacher's desk and we played a new game. Adam sat on the top of the desk and we rolled the car back and forth to each other, or rolled it like dice and "farkled" with it! After a while, Adam decided to launch it off of the table and play a new game where he carefully climbed down using the teacher's chair and retrieving the car, then climbing back up and starting all over again.
The first time he did this, though, he distinctly proclaimed, "I go get it!" I was shocked and thrilled all at once! When he'd climbed down and raced around the table to the side where the car was on the floor, he said his second exuberant sentance, "I get it!" *sniffle*
