This is how Psalm 23 goes when you’re reading to a 3 year old, a 1 year old, and a 3 month old:
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want,
If you get ketchup on my Bible I’ll be upset.
He leads me beside the still waters,
He restores my soul.
Why are you counting?
Yes I know there are numbers on the verses but that’s not what they’re for.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name sake.
Yay, though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death
I will fear no evil,
Don’t you dare give peanut butter to the baby.
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
Do you have to poop?
Then sit down.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
you anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Don’t tell your sister she’s yucky.
I know she has jelly on her hands and face.
Just don’t let her touch you. I’ll deal with it in a minute.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,
Why would you take Baby’s diaper off?
Stop it. Be quiet now.
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord