A Cute Story

Last night my son said the cutest thing.  I wanted to record it.  My Catholic friends will appreciate this.

Growing up, any time any of us lost anything, the very first thing my mom would do is say a prayer to St. Anthony.  I have been known to be somewhat,well, "forgetful", so there were lots of prayers initiated on my behalf over the years.  Even as an adult, this continues.  I called my mom once in a panic because I couldn't find my engagement ring.  I was trying to tell her what I thought had happened, but before she could even hear the story she stopped me to say a prayer to St. Anthony (and wouldn't you know it, that ring showed back up shortly after).  Unfortunately, over the years, I have not out grown my "forgetfulness", so the St. Anthony prayer is said a lot in this house. My kids are very familiar with prayers to St. Anthony.  When my second born lost his beloved blankie, we all stopped for a quick prayer to St. Anthony, and soon enough blankie was found.  When my oldest had to pick a Saint for a school project, it was no surprise he chose St. Anthony.

OK, so to the point.  Last night, I was putting #2 son to bed.  Here is our conversation:
#2:  "Mom, I know!  We need to say a prayer to St. Anthony for our sister, because he is the finder of lost things".
Me:  "That is a great idea"
#2:   He recites his prayer, "Dear St .Anthony, please come around.  Something is lost that can't be found."  Then he adds:  "It is our Mei Mei in China".

Feeling satisfied, he rolled over to go to bed.


C'mon St. Anthony ..... work your magic!!