thumb prayers

The greatest thing happened to me last night. We were down in the basement, he, playing, and I, working on a quilt for his bed. Early he'd disregarded my warning and handled the rotary cutter, and had consequently given himself a nick on his thumb. We duly put on a bandage (he wears them like badges of honor) and returned to our activites. About 1/2 hr later he stopped, ran over to me, and held out his thumb.

"Mom, will you pray for me?" he asked.
What? Did I hear that right? "What'd you say, Elias?"
"Mom, will you pray for me, for my thumb?"

Awwww! How absolutely wonderful. So of course I prayed over his thumb, and, satisfied, he happily ran back to whatever it was he was doing.

He's never asked for prayer before. As one who foolishly/stubbornly/faithlessly neglects to ask for enough prayer herself, I most certainly hope (and pray) that this would continue to come easily for him, and he would know the power and presence of prayer interwoven in all aspects of his life. Amen.

1st burrito

Elias enjoyed "making burritos" on SesameStreet.org yesterday, so I decided to have them for dinner. We did the whole shebang: ground beef, refried beans, corn, lettuce, salsa, cheese, tomatoes, olives and sour cream/guacamole. Of course, like Mom, he put way too much on the tortilla to roll up, but after removing 1/2 the filling to another plate we could roll it up. He ate it all, plus the extra filling, and then asked for an ate another later that evening. He says he's had burritos before, but I think this was his first. This is how my son eats burritos:

Yep, from the middle out. For the longest time he also ate apples and pears straight through "left to right" (core and all), rather than concentrically. I love it how kids challenge your everyday assumptions as to the "right" way of doing things.

bits & pieces

Well, I just spent 2 hours writing and editing a great blog about today, when my computer went nuts, highlighted all the text, deleted it, then autosaved it, in the space of about 1 second.  It actually does that frequently, but never with the bad luck of immediate autosave.  Since I can't recover anything except a lone "y", and it's late, I'll substitute this.
Some favorite Elias quotes:

(in a Welsh accent, from watching BBC videos) Mom! Quit muckin' about!

Me: Not yet. Elias: Not yet...(3 seconds pass)...is it "yet" yet?

(in a crafts store) Elias: Look, grapes! Me: no, those are fake grapes.
Elias (pretending to pick and eat the grapes) umm...grape-y!  (with great emotion) I very like grapes.

(when told to go to bed) But I'm too TIRED to go to bed!
(when in bed) I'm too TIRED to go to sleep.  
(also, from bed) Mom!  I'm asleep, Mom!

(and of course I forget others, now that I'm writing them down!)

A quick anecdote from yesterday:
I was on the phone so of course Elias insisted I help him find The Great Discovery on Netflix on my iPhone, relinquished to him to keep him busy while I talked, because he is very jealous of me talking to others.  I opened search, typed it in and found it for him, still having my conversation.  He moved onto my lap and started watching the movie, but only a minute before he decided that wasn't quite right.  He wanted Super Why instead.  I tried ignoring him, but he became very insistent that I help him, because "Why wasn't why working?!" Huh?  I looked at the iPhone thrust in my face.  He had opened the Netflix search engine and typed in WHY, but Super Why episodes wouldn't come up.  He'd spelled it correctly, but didn't erase "great discovery" first.  Wow.  I never (intentionally) showed him how to do that--he just figured it out from watching.  Of course then my conversation switched to how smart he is, so he then got both his wishes:  to watch Super Why and have himself at the center of my attention.