What a wierdo

For bed now, Bear has to have his Might "on" his head. He puts it on like a little ghost. Tonight during prayers, he kept yelling "on! on!" and struggling to put Might up there. And then when I lay him down, I have to lay the blanket completely over him so that it covers his face too. He just cracks me up.
We ran to the mini mart down the way this evening and saw some christmas lights on the way and I told him that I thought they were pretty. When we got home, he crawls up in my lap, rubs his hand down my face looks me square in the eye and says "pwetty." Oh I just about melted right there, I needed that kiddo.