At dinner last night, my toddler sat in his highchair and began reciting a strange litany of words:
"Elmo, Nemo, Jeeta (Santa), Pasta, Chocolate Milk, Dada, Eppie (our dog)."
He paused for a moment, and then, with a big smile on his face, started again:
"Elmo, Nemo, Jeeta, Pasta, Chocolate Milk, Dada, Eppie . . ."
After saying this list of favorite things several times, he looked at me and said,
"I happy, Mama."
I smiled back at him, thought of my own not-so-positive thought patterns throughout the day, and remembered Phillipians 4:8:
"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is fair, whatever is pure, whatever is acceptable, whatever is commendable, if there is anything of excellence and if there is anything praiseworthy - keep thinking about these things."
I would do well to learn from my twenty month old.
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