I was sitting here at my computer just now, and Kyle said, "Mom, can you get my coat on? I want to go outside and sing a song to God."
Amanda and I suppressed giggles and listened at the back door as he stood on the back deck. I didn't hear much but, "Goddddd. . . . " and something about "You have made."
Then he came back inside and said, "It was sort of short because I didn't know all the notes."
It's a good thing I'm making connections in the music industry. I'm not sure at all what God has in mind for this four-year-old boy, but he's going to keep us on our toes.
Oh, and that calling? I think that there are some coyotes that heard the calling too. I should probably keep the dog in.