Our Father, the Mailman

So every night we say the Our Father. Lately, I've been saying parts of it and Hannah fills in the blanks. So the other night's prayer went something like this:

M: "Our Father who art in"
H: "Heaven"
M: "Hallowed by thy"
H: "name"
M: "thy"
H: "kingdom come"
M: "thy will be"
H: "done"
M: "on earth as it is"
H: "in heaven"
M: "give us this"
H: "day"
M; "our daily"
H: "bread"
M: "and forgive us"
H: "our trespasses"
M: "as we forgive those who trespass"
H: "against us"
M: "and lead us not"
H: "into temptation"
M: "but deliver us"
H: "mail"
M: "what? Did you say mail"
H: "yeah, and bring us some art"

I laughed until I cried. Please Lord, deliver us mail.