Several weeks ago, I started a doctor ordered diet because of high blood pressure. I involved Benjamin in it to help keep me honest. All of a sudden, over the last couple of days, he has had a few things to say about it.
When I was signing him up for Little League, they offered me a box of 50 chocolate bars for $40 telling me I could sell them for $1 or $1.50 and keeping the money. After a moment or two, I realized that was a very good way for me to eat $40 of candy, all by myself. So, I declined. Afterwards, Benjamin (never missing the word “candy”) asked me why I didn’t take the candy. I explained it to him and he seemed disappointed.
About an hour later, he found a quarter in my car and started asking about wishing wells. He then said, “If we could find a wishing well, my wish would be that you could eat sweets again, because I know how much you like them.”
Today, he walked past the office as I was munching on some pretzels. After taking a double-take, he walked up to me and said, “You know what, daddy? People can get fat from eating a lot of the same food…it doesn’t have to be sweets.”
Later on in the day, he came up to me and said, “You know what I think would be a good prayer? I’d pray that you could eat sweets again. Do you think God would let you have sweets again?”
Now, Benjamin is a very sweet and caring little boy, but don’t let his prayer and wish fool you…He knows perfectly well, that he really benefits when his papa has sweets around the house. He doesn’t get his sweet tooth from his mommy.