Being Not So Thankful

I have to share this story about Kingston.

Every night we say prayers before bed and Kingston thanks God for whatever random objects he sees around his room, the curtains, Orange the teddy bear, his bulletin board, his clock, etc. I guess he believes that God literally has given us all of those things.

So the other night I was putting him to bed:

Kingston: "I want to sleep with you"

Me: "No, you can't"

Kingston: "Why not?"

Me: "Because I have my own bed to sleep in and you have your own bed. I think it is a nice bed."

Kingston: "I don't like it. I want to send it back to God."