It's a current struggle we're having with Caroline. She will now put food in her mouth, but not *chew* because we haven't prayed yet.
The irony? In her world, no one else is qualified to pray! We have to nearly gag her to let my dad (an ordained minister, by the way) pray at big holiday events.
Yet another reason that the Wolff's and Aubrey's should one day meet in person. I think we'd laugh ourselves silly at each other!
Every now and then (maybe once a month), at the dinner table, Louis will announce that we are going to pray. My response, "Ok, let's do it." And then we do it again the next month.
My in-laws pray before every meal including like (though very rare) fast-food restaurants and I never seem to remember that they do it which was the inspiration for the post. In the interests of full disclosure, food has never entered my mouth prior to the Lord's Prayer with them but it has been mighty close a few times.
Next time you are in Owosso, we are 60 miles down the road.
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Arkansas is a frequent destination with the benefit that I don't ever have to pack any shoes.
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It's a current struggle we're having with Caroline. She will now put food in her mouth, but not *chew* because we haven't prayed yet.
The irony? In her world, no one else is qualified to pray! We have to nearly gag her to let my dad (an ordained minister, by the way) pray at big holiday events.
Yet another reason that the Wolff's and Aubrey's should one day meet in person. I think we'd laugh ourselves silly at each other!
I gotcha. I can picture Caroline doing that.
Every now and then (maybe once a month), at the dinner table, Louis will announce that we are going to pray. My response, "Ok, let's do it." And then we do it again the next month.
My in-laws pray before every meal including like (though very rare) fast-food restaurants and I never seem to remember that they do it which was the inspiration for the post. In the interests of full disclosure, food has never entered my mouth prior to the Lord's Prayer with them but it has been mighty close a few times.
Next time you are in Owosso, we are 60 miles down the road.
While I travel more than I like for business, I just don't have anything in Tennessee.
Arkansas is a frequent destination with the benefit that I don't ever have to pack any shoes.
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