"Can I pray for your tummy so it feel better?"

Helping mix the eggs for our scrambled egg, potato, and sausage breakfast. 

Baba took him to exchange some shoes we bought him a long time ago (When it was buy one get one 50% off) But the bigger size we got was too small so we had to get him even bigger ones. Size 11 wides, my goodness.
What a sweet, loving, thoughtful and kind son I have. Poor guy could tell I was sluggish today. He overheard me telling Baba that I had a stomach ache. NJ immediately made his adorable pouty face at me and says, "Aww, I'm sorry. Mama, your tummy hurts? Can I pray for your tummy so it feel better?" Of coarse I say yes and he sits with me to pray, "Dear God please let Mama's tummy feel better so it not hurt anymore. In Jesus name, Amen." It melted my heart. I gave him a hug and some kisses before going to lay down.