As I was tucking Daniel in to bed last night - for some reason he's been on a Mommy kick lately - we prayed for everybody we know, including Uncle John in Marine boot camp. So here's how the prayer & ensuing conversation went:
...."so please keep Uncle John safe and help him to know everything he needs to know. In Jesus' name, Amen."
Daniel: "Uncle John's in boot camp, Mama?"
Me: "Yep, buddy, Uncle John's in boot camp."
Him: "He's gonna be a soldier?"
Me: "He's gonna be a Marine."
Him: " What's Marine for?" [this is his way of asking what something means]
Me: "Well, it's kind of like a soldier, only a little tougher and they know how to do more things." [Please, no disrespect meant to Army, Navy, or USAF.]
Him: "That means we're gonna be safe."
Yep, buddy. That's right. If Uncle John's a Marine, I think we're good to go.
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