Dear Jesus

So here is Orin's prayer over the last few nights:

Dear Jesus,
Thank you for this day, I pray that Aunt Emily comes and that Nina comes so that we can go to New Orleans and eat crawfish. Amen

Orin's prayers, like most kids, range from the incredibly long - the pray for everyone that they know or have ever known - to the incredibly short - "thank you for this day, amen". But they usually have to do with something major that is going on in our lives. Last week he was thanking God that his hand wasn't "broken" anymore (he had gotten a cut and when the band aid that he somehow managed to keep on his hand for 48 hours finally got lost, he exclaimed "My hand isn't broken any more!"). We've been telling Orin we're moving to New Orleans and then to Texas. We won't be living here anymore. He's very excited although his first response was "Joshua's house is broken." Since we moved in 15 months ago, he has called our place "Joshua's house". Joshua is the oldest son of the family we live with. If we're out he'll still say, "Lets go home to Joshua's house." As for the broken part, when we got our new car in November, our car had been in the shop a lot, and so when we got rid of it he said that it was because the car was broken. Now that we are moving, and "getting rid" of Joshua's house, in his mind it must be broken. Since we started talking about going down to New Orleans, Orin has had a hard time understanding the "when" of the move - much of the reason we didn't tell him until so recently. Since we told him, many times we'll get into the car and he'll say "We're going to New Orleans." When we tell him that it's not time yet, and that we're going somewhere else, he has gotten upset (and even cried a few times). So last week I told him, "First Aunt Emily will come to visit. Then Nina will come after her. Once Nina is here we will go to New Orleans." I've been amazed at how this small bit of information has put it into perspective for him. Out of the blue he'll say "Aunt Emily will be here, then Nina and then we go to New Orleans." So this explains his prayer - all but the crawfish part. I'm not exactly sure where that came from. We do have a "Cajun for Kids" CD that he has been pretty hooked on lately. It has a song about crawfish that he liked and we mentioned to him a month or so ago that we'll try crawfish next time we go to New Orleans. He likes to pretend that the Goldfish crackers are crawfish and feed them to us. When Aunt Emily came she brought a toy alligator and a crawfish. Orin chose the crawfish without hesitation. He's had crawfish once or twice, quite a long time ago, so I'm curious what he'll think of it. But if his love of shrimp is any indication (it's the only meat he will eat without complaint) I have a feeling he'll be eating more than us.