Last week, once he'd led his decade, he fell asleep while we finished the Rosary. Several hours later he sat straight up and began mumbling something. When I asked him to repeat himself, he mumbled once again, so I pulled him close so that I might understand what he was saying. I asked him to repeat once more, to which he responded, "Hail Mary, full of Grace. . . " The little cutie was finishing his Rosary in his sleep.
Lil' Wingnut whispered a question in my ear for each of the Sorrowful Mysteries on another occasion. "What is a pillar?" He'd ask. We'd stop and explain. "What is a thorn?" Again we'd stop to explain. "What is a cross?" For that one, we called foul. He's been around long enough to know the answer to that one. At this point he was just seeing how far we'd tolerate his questions and attention seeking. The little imp.
On another occasion, our little guy made this observation, " The devil doesn't say Mary has a little lamb. He says she has a cow." That devil sure has the wrong idea, doesn't he?!