No Confidence

Last night we sat down to dinner. Jackson wanted to say the prayer. We encourage him to do as much as he can by himself before we help him.

It went like this:

"Dear Heavenly Father. Please bless this food because if you don't, I don't know what it's going to taste like."

:) At that point Daddy stepped in and helped him finish the prayer. Normally I would be properly offended by his lack of confidence in my cooking. However, last night Ilana and Jack made their own pizzas. So, no reason to take offense:)