Monday, August 24, 2009

let there be fish!

of late, reagan has taught me about the power of prayer. oftentimes reagan's prayers have consisted of gratitude for cars, bwessing scarlett and daddy and meatball and uncle mark(i am conspicuously omitted) and bwessing the food, occasionally even at dinnertime. they are a typical four year old's prayer. however, recently reagan has shown a great propensity for suggesting that we pray about things that i would never have considered praying about.

example 1-

reagan's diet varies from reese's puffs cereal to slices of processed cheese to hot dogs and it is all washed down with a swig of chocolate milk. his elevated tastes do not exactly conform to the food pyramid. as a result, reagan can become "stopped up". on one particularly difficult day, reagan was sitting in his office, working on a memo and nursing a cup of chocolate milk. reagan was struggling to complete the task at hand. we had tried all the tricks of the trade; brownies, frosted mini wheats, bananas, grapes. none were to his liking. finally, in desperation, reagan suggested that we pray to be able to complete the task at hand. i chuckled at the idea, but i encouraged him to do so. great is the faith of a child. within minutes of the prayer, reagan was finishing up the paperwork and was running off to play. his prayer was answered.

example 2-

reagan has two particularly favorite cars from the movie cars. one is boost, one of the street racers and the other is chick hicks. being that i am secretly evil, i take great pleasure in reagan choosing the villain of the movie as one of his "besties". it does a mother's heart proud to have a child think outside the box. reagan usually carries these cars with him at all times. one day, as luck would have it, reagan had misplaced a favorite car and he was desperately seeking chick hicks. he searched in all the usual spots but he was not having much luck. he was bugging me to my wits end about it. after i lost my temper, he sweetly suggested that we pray to find chick hicks. i am oftened humbled by my children. first, because he answered so humbly after i had been so snappy, and second, because he once again suggested prayer. after reagan's quick prayer, i felt prompted to go look in the way back of my car. lo and behold, chick hicks was perched on top of the stroller, just waiting to be rescued.

example 3-

uncle bonecrusher took us fishing at the pond in my mom's neighborhood. while we were able to enjoy an unusually cool august day, we weren't having much luck catching anything. again, with no prompting, reagan prayed for fish. not 5 minutes later...



ps- i caught the biggest fish.

uncle bonecrusher is the bomb dot com.(and available, ladies!)


the house overlooking the pond. not too shabby. reagan's next prayer will be for our ward boundaries to be realigned so that they include this house and then we will inherit a gabillion dollars from some long lost relative and we will to move to this house. and then i will spend the rest of my time shopping.

the end.

10 comments:

amrocks! said...

You are the cutest fisher-wo-man I have ever seen! I love reading about you and your lovely family! You are truly an inspiration... for the future of course. When actually have a family. ...or maybe even a date? But I digress. :)

You are fabulous!

Nicole said...

Welll, someone had to even teach that sweet little boy to pray, I am gonna go off the limb and guess it was Primary. Just kidding! i know it was his great mommy!!! ANd awesome jobby job on the fish!!

Meredith said...

A funny thing, that so called "prayer" business! LOL It is quite scary how it works though sometimes!!! Especially when the sometimes-silly, yet sweet prayers of little ones are answered!

Lindsey said...

That is probably the most precious thing I have ever read.

Will and Natalie Giddens said...

The most baffling part of your post wasn't Reagan's diet, your pleasure in his choosing Chick Hicks as his favorite (I'm totally not surprised by this, btw) OR that you caught the biggest fish. Without a doubt, THE most baffling part is that Uncle Bonecrusher is still single. Wh-wh-what?!?! How is that even possible? He is too cute to be single. All the single ladies need to be steppin' up to THAT plate. Holla!

Debbie said...

Maybe you should hook up Amber and Uncle Bonecrusher since he's available and she really wants a date ;-)

I love how Reagan's prayers are so sweet and humble and then you want to pray for a gabillion dollars and ginormous house.. haha

Livin' Single said...

uncle bonecrusher should be renamed uncle heartcrusher, because he is single BY CHOICE. and i'm glad!! we two single beck kids have got to stick together!!
btw, i don't think anyone has ever looked that cute fishing. anytime i do anything fish related, i look gross. Including fishing for compliments and eating swedish fish.

MissRochelle said...

"this is daddy, and scarly, and me".
"and who else"?
"daddy, and scarly, and me!"

Paula said...

I love that you accessorized for a fishing trip-so major props to you and your earrings. That Reagan is a sweetie.

Will and Natalie Giddens said...

Heather makes a good point - I'm baffled that both she AND Mark are single. Those Beck genes are some attractive ones! Not to mention Heather is smart, fun and wonderful (as I'm sure Mark is as well. Considering it's been a good 7+ years since the last time I saw him, I'm just going off memory here). Single ladies and single men, don't let these major catches slip past you! (Oh, I'm just so punny with my fishing reference - hahaha)