I called Benjamin this afternoon to wish him a
Happy Birthday. He was getting ready to go on a bike ride - not by himself, but he was taking his family along too. We talked a few minutes, then I asked him to call me when he got home.
He said he would.
He's a man (remember, he's 3 YEARS OLD NOW!) of his word, of course. Sure enough, a little later, actually 7 miles later, he SKYPED me...and we visited. He sang 'Holy, Holy, Holy' for me multiple times.
Last time I was there, he also sang 'Holy, Holy, Holy' to me....but he would say, "Blessed Ginity...." and I would tell him, no, it was Blessed TRInity. Well, it became a joke, he'd say Ginity and I'd say Trinity.
Tonight when he was singing it, he said 'Blessed Trinity,' and I clapped and was like, YEAH, Benjamn, you said Trinity! Then I reminded him of our earlier discussions.
He remembered.
He decided to sing it again...and when he got to that part, he said, "Blessed Ginity," and started cracking up laughing!
What a sweetheart my little man is!
3 years old...and he's already a great singer!
