Sometime in the last couple of weeks, Ricky must have had a lesson about saying prayers. It wasn’t from us.
Whoever had this lesson with him, must have talked about using correct prayer language and have given him some ideas. He’s been using some, for lack of better phrase, “big person” words. He’s been starting his prayers speaking very slowly and enunciating, “Our dear… gracious… Father in Heaven …” and he doesn’t just bless the food to be good for us any more, he’s adding “nourish our bodies” to his list. There is nothing wrong any of this or the other things Ricky is adding to his prayers, he’s just sounding like an old man praying rather than our 8 year old.
Apparently, the other boys do really listen to what we say in our prayers. Tonight was Billy’s turn to say our family prayer.
He began,
“Our dear, old, gracious Heavenly Father …”
Yeah, I’m not sure what the rest of his prayer was.
I was trying really hard not to snort while hiding my laughter.
There you go.