This afternoon, in an outdoor picnic area, Henry yelled, "LET'S SAY A PRAYER!"
We stared at him, he started down at his food and said:
Remember that God is with us.
Remember that I have tattoos.
Remember God is love.
Indeed, Henry, A-men.
(and the "tattoos" refer to the nine Pirates of the Caribbean tatties applied the night before our first Sunday at the new church. Awesome.)