Luke had cabin fever. Friday I took him on a date; He picked out some new shoes, got a sprite coke, and we headed off to spend an hour or so at the children's museum. He had a blast spending his time with me and no one else. When we were at the hospital- he was upset that he couldn't stay over night and sleep on his little polka dot bed. I knew he needed time away- by his own sweet self. 

He fixed us dinner and then he said "time for the prayer!"

So very sweet.