This evening Billy, Lawson, Grace, and Chloe were putting together a puzzle while Megan and I made dinner. We were all playing around using our best Texas-hick accents. A while later we all sat down to eat dinner and it was Chloe's turn to say the prayer. This is what she prayed (again, in a Texas accent):
Dare Gawd, Thank yew fer dis wunderfall fowd. I luv yew Gawd an Jeezus. A-MAN!
There was not a dry eye in the room. We were rolling on the floor laughing. We were sure to explain to her later that in the future that would be inappropriate and she would be in big trouble. But we let her off the hook that time because I'm pretty sure that God was laughing, too.
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