It was mealtime. All five of us were gathered around the dinner table, along with 11 month-old baby George in his high chair. We had been teaching George how to pray for the past month: Fold your hands together, bow your head, and say your prayer first . . . then eat.
Only this evening, extreme hunger and preoccupation with our favorite meal of grilled burgers, set in. We added the condiments, passed around our side dishes and bit into our juicy burgers.
As we paused to converse some time later, we realized our baby, who was usually chatty, noisy banging dishes, clanking silverware, and dropping food, was completely quiet. There must be something wrong. More.…,.