Jack thanks God for different things every night. Last night, he thanked God for "my Mommy, my Daddy, and my Adam." I asked him if he wanted to thank God for Mason and he said, "God didn't give me Mason. Mason came from your belly."
This is a departure from what he has been saying lately, when he refused to thank God for Adam. "I'm not thanking God for Adam. Adam bites me and I'm not thanking God for THAT."