A little boy’s rendition of the Pledge of Allegiance will warm your heart.

Oh, the glory days of kindergarten. What some of us adults would give to go back in time and make macaroni necklaces, use glue sticks, and learn the fundamentals. Doesn’t it sound amazing?

It’s also the first year that many of us started our days by saying the “Pledge of Allegiance” in front of the school flag. We were about twenty young voices trying to recite the lyrics, all with our right hands on our hearts. While the artwork is cute, one boy’s rendition may be even cuter.
Lacey Nicole Holmes, a Texas mother, shared a video on Facebook that moved many people to tears. It’s a video of her two-and-a-half-year-old son repeating the Pledge of Allegiance in their living room.
Toddlers usually sing nursery rhymes and songs from their favorite shows (my kids sang so many Barney songs that I still can’t get them out of my head).

It’s not every day that you see a small child repeating the words to a patriotic song like our pledge. This little guy has it all figured out as well.

In Holmes’ video, her young son stands in their living room wearing a monster truck t-shirt. He’s placed his right hand over his heart, as we were taught in school, and he’s ready to demonstrate what he’s learned to everyone.

By saying, “Go,” the child instructs his mother to begin recording.

While there is no visible American flag in the video, the toddler’s eyes flick upward, as if he is looking at one in the background. He then starts reciting patriotic phrases.

You can tell he’s a child who knows the Pledge of Allegiance by heart right away. However, as one would expect from a two-year-old, his pronunciation of the words is far too precious.

Francis Bellamy wrote the “Pledge of Allegiance” in 1892, according to the website US History, but it was not the same as we know it today. It was originally written as follows:

«I pledge allegiance to my flag and the Republic it represents.»

The Pledge of Allegiance evolved over time, with the addition of “the flag of the United States of America” in 1923 and “under God” in 1954.

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