Guess who scored his first goal today! We're so proud because he's so proud. He did that little victory move, arms straight up in the air, so cute! The team won their second game today (again, no official score was kept, but the kids kept up with it). We'll have a practice on Wednesday and another game next Monday.
After the game, we attended a pretty special event at our church. A missionary from Jews for Jesus came and led us in a traditional Passover Seder meal. Dennis stayed with the other children in the nursery, probably a wise choice, but we hope he'll get to attend one when he's just a bit older. We learned tonight about all the history, all the connections between the Seder, the Last Supper, and today's communion. It was so fascinating, so meaningful, and we are so glad we were there.
Dennis said so many cute things between soccer and Seder that I'd almost need a book to cover it all. He entertained us by imitating television commercials in the car (example: "Mommy, did you know that Nationwide is on your side?" followed by him singing the jingle). He got his first little Transformer today (Ratchet, an Autobot of course), and played and played with it. I strongly suspect that's what he's doing right now instead of sleeping.
Tonight he said the greatest prayer, and I can't recall it all, but after thanking God for his family and all his favorite toys, he said "no matter if I'm happy or sad or glad, no matter if I'm playing or eating or sleeping or talking to my Mom and Dad, whatever I'm doing, whatever the reason, no matter where I am, help me to be good" and followed it with a special thanks for his parents. Our hearts were just about melted into puddles at that point, and he got even sweeter! We asked him what the best thing about this great day was, and he smiled and said "being with you." And I asked "what about scoring your soccer goal? How did that make you feel?" and he replied "it made me happy, but I had already decided what the best part of my day was and I already told you." Yep. We're completely smitten.
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