Bless the chocolate milk...

Tonight when I was putting Sam to bed he reminded me we needed to say prayers. Then he immediately started praying, "Heaveny foder," then I chimed in and said a few things that he echoed. Then he cept saying dinner, dinner. It didn't matter what I said he wanted to bless dinner I guess. Then he said, "and chocat milk. So we blessed the chocolate milk. The he always throws his arms up and says, Amen!  Then he yelled, "gen!" So we prayed again.  He just makes me laugh.