The fast faster

Woo hoo!! This is fun!!! I think I'll slap up another post! 

I woke up Sunday morning and mustered up all my courage and discipline to fix some breakfast for my three little non-fasters, while fasting myself.  I asked Nolan what he wanted for breakfast, and he acted suprised and said, "I'm not eating, I'm fasting!"  Well, I figured that wouldn't last long, so I started fixing something for Isabelle. Nolan was lying on the couch, and as he heard Isabelle request some toast he began moaning, "I'm soooo hungry!!"  I thought "good.  That means that he'll come eat with Isabelle and I can get out of the kitchen sooner."  I asked, "Oh.  Are you ready to eat?"  "No! Mom, I'm fasting!"  I decided to have a teaching moment and teach him about fasting with a purpose, and then let him in on the little secret that he hadn't been fasting anyway so he might as well come eat something.  I asked, "did you start your fast with a prayer?"  He said yes.  I asked what he had prayed for?  He answered that he had said a prayer that he would be able to start remembering to say his prayers every morning!  I picked my jaw up off the floor and showed more respect for his sweet little fasting efforts.  The only thing was that once I switched gears he was ready to eat.  So I guess he fasted the amount of time that a three year old should fast!