We have a problem at our house. A praying problem. John LOVES to say the prayer on the food, every night. If someone else does it, it doesn't matter he has to pray too. He used to pray so quietly we would have to open our eyes so we could see when he was done. After much persuasion, he finally prays louder but the problem is voice he uses - kind of sounds like Elmo. Take a listen:
Usually it's more deliberate and higher. A couple of nights ago I just couldn't take it and cracked up during the middle of the prayer.
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