This past weekend was our parish's feast day (the Feast of St. Louis was Aug. 25th). There was a special Mass Saturday night followed by a dinner in the parish hall.
After Mass, Lucas decided he wanted to spend some (more) time with Jesus, so he took me over to the Adoration Chapel, where our parish has perpetual Eucharistic adoration. I stood in the back while he sat down, crossed himself, and began to pray in a whisper. I was proud of what I heard: "Jesus, please make it harder to make bad choices and easier to make good choices. Amen."
Later, at the dinner, Fr. Larry was drawing numbers out of a hat and calling the tables one by one to get in line for food. After several tables had been called (but not ours yet), Lucas apparently decided we'd waited long enough. He hopped out of his seat and wandered up to the front of the room. It was later reported to us that he asked Father, "Father Larry, can you arrange it so our table is called next?" Of course this was asked in the sweetest Lucas-voice imaginable. Sure enough, the next number called - "31!" - was our table.
We're going to have to work on the patience thing a bit... :)