He started really saying his prayer. He said stuff like, "thank you for the prophet, thank you for the songs. ..we love the smiley faces.....we don't like the frowny faces....." It was really difficult to not either laugh at the cuteness or cry at the tenderness.
After several minutes of praying, I whispered in his ear, "In the name of" to help him finish, but he turned to me and said, "No! Not yet!"
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