Father's Day

We're at my parents for the weekend, and Miranda is speaking in church. She has procrastinated writing her talk until just now at 12:30 in the morning, 8 hours before she needs to go to church. She was trying to fill minutes in her talk, and suggested we sing my dad's favorite song, A child's prayer. We were all very reluctant, but somehow thought that if my mom, Kade, and I sang the high part, and Ben and dad sang the low part, it would work. Matea Refused to participate. We practiced a couple of times a while ago, and I was desperate for Matea's help on the high part so I called her. My voice was shaking, and I was choking back tears at the thought of singing in Public. Its is ok if I'm driving in the car. She still refused. So I finally talked Miranda into playing without a choir. Thank Goodness.