I was tucking G into bed tonight, and he asked if he could say his night-night prayers one more time. He'd already prayed with his daddy a few moments before but apparently had a few more things he needed to talk to God about.
After thanking God for the wonderful day and asking for a good night of rest, I was surprised to hear my precious five-year-old boy speak these words: "God, thank you for my wonderful family and my BFF's."
He went on for another couple of minutes thanking the Almighty for just about everything a little boy can be thankful for (including his sisters, can you believe?? and finally said "Amen" and snuggled deeper under the blankets.
"G, what was that other thing you thanked God for after your wonderful family?" I asked.
"Oh, my BFF's," he casually replied.
"What are BFF's?" I asked, playing dumb.
"Oh, you know, Mom. There are friends and then there are BFF's which are friends you like a WHOLE LOT MORE than your other friends."
"Oh," I replied.
And then he melted my heart with this: "Mom ... If you weren't my momma, I'd let you be my BFF."