Last Thursday I went to community council and had to bring Bray with me since Kyle had a softball game. It is usually pointless to go if I have B though because they hold it in a cafeteria and I spend the whole time keeping him from being too loud and pulling down the chairs off the tables. This time I stoped by Taco bell and picked up a taco for him, hoping that if he was eating it would distract him enough so that I could hear at least a little bit.
About half way through the meeting I look over at Bray and he has his arms folded and his head bowed. He looked up at me and said, "Heavenly Father, thanks food - long pause- thanks juice, thanks ice cream..... amen!"