On Wednesday night after I put Luke into bed, I could hear him in his room talking to himself. I crept to the door to listen and heard Luke saying prayers. We had just finished saying our prayer together, and he was mostly repeating what I had said, but I thought it was so cute! He was laying down with his arms folded saying, "Heavenly Father, thank you day. Thank you Baby Emmett. Thank you Caleb. Thank you Isaac. (These are all friends of his) and then "Thank you Mima. Thank you Papa. Amen." (To Mom and Dad Wilkerson, I want you to know that we also pray for you every night as well.) He said the same prayer a few times and then he went to sleep. I felt so proud of him that I almost cried. Too sweet!