After we prayed last night, Micah was lying there in bed, and he said, “Come’re, Mommy, I wanna tell you a secret!”
I sat on his little bed and leaned over him. My little two year old son took my face in his hands and whispered, “You wanna guess what it is?–I love you! and Daddy loves you too.”
Overhearing the “secret,” big sister pipes up. “Wanna hear an even BIGGER secret?” she shouted. I was pretty sure this wasn’t going to be much of a secret, once Mara finished.
Micah looked nervous that he was–once again–about to be one-upped by his four-year-old sister. She shout-spit-whispered, as only preschoolers do, into my ear: “And GOD loves you even MORE!”
So the “secrets” were out.
When I told Daniel, I was slightly less touched, because he said that Micah had basically recited the same “secret” that Daniel had shared with Micah earlier.–Nearly word-for-word. But then I was still touched because obviously it meant something to Micah–enough for him to remember and share.
I love my “littles” and their “big secrets.” 🙂
Amen! Precious little ones! Tender little hearts!