Today my dad asked my aunt Eileen if she wouldn't mind giving the prayer. After a little coaxing she agreed to do it, as long as my dad agreed he would help her. Here's how the prayer went:
Dad: "Bless the food."
Eileen: "Bless the food."
Dad: "Bless it to our good."
Eileen: "...to our good."
Dad: "Help our family to make good choices."
Eileen:"....to make good choices."
Dad: "Including me (meaning Eileen)."
Eileen: "And Tim too!"
I have to confess, at this point I had my eyes open and I saw Eileen point to my dad. We all started laughing and, of course, Eileen giggled too. The rest of the prayer was rushed because we couldn't stop laughing. Leave it to Eileen to tell us to be good, when we're trying to tell her to be good.