A child's prayer

Most nights if Carter gets to bed by his assigned bed time then Rob or I will read to him from the first Harry Potter book. But more often then not  he's been up quite a bit later than he should be, then gets in bed and begins to beg for us to read to him. And since Rob and I are basically pushover's we read. Last night was pretty much the same!! Carter headed to his room keeping up a barrage of "PPPLLLEASE, READ HARRY POTTER!!!!" I promise I'm not even tired! Pleasssssseeee! It doesn't have to be long, just like one page, or even a paragraph!" I told him no, since it was almost an hour past his bedtime, but Rob who was tucking him in whispered that he would read some. After he read to him Rob came out laughing to himself. I asked him what was so funny, he told me that when he was getting up to leave Carter whispered to Rob, "Hey daddy, don't tell mom that we were reading, just tell her that it was just a really long prayer!" I love that at least he tried to cover it up with something like a prayer