Prayer Time!

So every night at dinner we pray for our meal as most christian families would. We used to just ask who wanted to pray. Now it is becoming a competition. You know the videos you have seen (if you haven't traveled there) from the wailing wall where everyone is praying out loud at exactly the same time. Well that is what is happening with our kids. First Matea will start and then Jared will interuppt and Matea will cry while Ella blurts in THANK YOU JESUS FOR MY DOLL overlapping Jared simultaneously speaking in AMHARIC and saying Jesus every other word. THen the 10 year olds start laughing and I start SHHHING..them...it is mass chaos and we are trying to maintain the aspired solemness of the moment. SO, we have started the system where they each go one at a time. And then afterwards they start tattling on who had their eyes open during the prayers. IT IS CRAZY and I am wondering what Jesus is hearing. We have also had to separate Ella and Grace at dinner time because Ella can't sit in her chair and they affectionately bite and pinch eachother while giggling through dinner. Jared thinks he saw Jesus on the plane in the skies when he flew here from Ethiopia. The airplane and heaven is synonomous to him.....Because I am still getting the hang of having so many kids Jared went out with rhinestone lime green flip flops (his sisters). When we showed up at McDonalds I was so embarrassed. I let them have drinks ( I usually get water for them). They have spent hours going back and forth to the free drink bar. Then mixing dr.pepper, sprite and orange soda..Here mommy tastes good....only 19 days to go to track back in....