When I told Wesley it was going to rain today he started crying- I mean big alligator tears. He was sad and crying about a storm for about 30 minutes (He's become scared of them after a few bad ones we've had lately.). Then he walked up to me and with tears in his eyes sincerely said, "Mommy, can you please ask God to stop watering his flowers?"I've never said that and have no idea where he heard it from! It surprised me but was oh so precious- just like him!
