A mumbled prayer

Last night we watched Thomas do something we've been teaching him. We've been working on praying before dinner. We pray slow enough for him to repeat some of the words. We thank God for our food, our fun day and for all our friends, family and animals (list them one by one). Well last night I got him in his booster chair at the table to eat. All the food was on the table, and I walked in to tell Jim dinner was ready. When we both walked back into the dining room, Thomas had his hands folded, head bowed and was mumbling. I guess he was saying his own prayer last night. I know that God understands his heart and can decifer the mumbles.