At dinner, the kids take turns picking a blessing. The "blessings" range from a traditional Catholic prayer (known as "The Cactus Blessing" in our house) to earth blessings said at preschool to simple songs. Most even have something to do with giving thanks.
Leon, who is always walking to the beat of his own drummer, made up his own blessing which he picks every time it's his turn. It's a song called, "Horses Are Black." Shockingly, the first line of the song is, "Horses are black." Then he names the colors of many different things, rambles a bit, and ends the song with some "la la's." He typically sings things like, "The sky is blue," and "Tomatoes are red."
The other night he sang,
"Horses are black.
Mommy's hair is yellow (pauses to study me) and black."
Perhaps it's time to touch up my roots.
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