Grace

We say grace before meals, and we've taught Sam to do the same. It's a bit of an adventure, honestly -- though really, what isn't it with him? -- we never know how it's going to go. There are a couple of main flavours of SamGrace:

• regular - we say grace
• hi-test - everything done at maximum speed volume. Entertainingly, this also entails Sam smoking himself in the head and stomach when he crosses himself.
• true Catholic - sobbing

On top of the main variant, there are a couple of bizarre idiosyncrasies that we can't seem to get rid of:

• for the longest time, he had a real touchstone with the word "bounty". Often, grace would start with bounty, we'd stop in the middle when we got there (and then normally have to each say it -- including Sam's high-pitched "bounty!" for Joey), and end with at least one "bounty".
• he has never - not once - touched both shoulders when crossing himself. At least, not with the same hand; he frequently hits both shoulders at once.
• until about a week ago, he wouldn't say "we are" (as in, "we are about to receive"). He still won't say "through".

We say it, though. I'm sure God understands; it's the idea, not the implementation.