Covering all the bases.

Once upon a time a harried mom & dad took a trip
With two adorable preschoolers, who both had to make an emergency potty break.
....blah...blah...blah..

The family chariot pulled off the interstate into a Target parking lot and both parents rushed to get the said kiddos out of the vehicle. Upon exiting the vehicle, they quickly realized that they had locked the keys (the only set of keys) inside the mini van while it was still running.
....wah....wah....wah

The Momma smartly said she was going to take the offspring and run away to the bathroom and while inside she would pray for the Poppa.
Once in the bathroom the Momma instructed the children to hurriedly do their business and that it would be wise, very wise for the wee ones to join her in praying for the Poppa & the-locked-keys-inside-the-van-situation.

The boy's prayer went something like this:
Dear God, Please help Daddy. Please help the locked van. In the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost, the Holy Spirit and all of the other ones too. Amen.
.....ha....ha.....ha
Very soon mall security came to our rescue, unlocked the doors and the family lived happily ever after.

The End.

Love uses a kleenex.

Tonight around the dinner table, the Poppa pulled our Daily Family Bible Verse/Question card from the holder & read...

I Corinthians 13:5
Love does not demand its own way.
Love is not irritable.

Then he flipped the card over to ask the discussion question:

What does irritable mean?

To which the boy immediately replied "I know, I know, it means: Do not pick your nose!"

Bathroom talk.

The boy has begun to pray "real" prayers at dinnertime & bedtime. We have always said a prayer together, so it's been a part of our routine his entire life. However, just recently he's branched out of the quoted prayers and created his own conversation with God.

This is what he prayed tonight:

Dear God:
Thank you for this good food.
Help us to have a good day tomorrow.
And please help sister not to pee her pants tomorrow.
Amen.