
Everyone had gathered around the big dining table, plates neatly arranged and the smell of a home-cooked meal filling the room. The adults chatted softly while dishes were passed from hand to hand. Soon, a warm, heaping plate was set down in front of little Logan.
Without hesitation, Logan picked up his fork and eagerly dug in, clearly unable to resist the delicious aroma rising from his food.
“Logan,” his mother gently said, placing her hand near his arm, “wait until we say our prayer.”
Logan looked up, slightly puzzled but still chewing. “I don’t have to,” he replied matter-of-factly.
His mother raised an eyebrow. “Of course you do. At our house, we always say a prayer before we eat.”
Logan swallowed his bite and gave her a confident little smile. “That’s at our house,” he explained calmly. “But this is Grandma’s house… and she knows how to cook.”
For a brief moment, there was silence around the table — then laughter broke out as everyone realized the innocent logic behind Logan’s remark.
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