Lol, that’s so cute!
My religious family ALWAYS prays. I try to slip outside or into the bathroom. It’s the same old delusional crap that I’ve heard for years.
Back in 2004, when my Granny died, I was still Pagan. They had their prayer...I piped up and said, now it’s MY turn to pray. I went into a full Heathen thing, calling on the four directions, ancestors, everything. It was so quiet in there, you could have heard an ant crawling.
Since then, I think the famdamily likes me to disappear during prayer!