Elle: Time to come to dinner little boy
Boy: No, I don’t want to come to dinner, I’m tired.
Elle: Well if you’re so tired I guess you better go to bed without a bath, book or dinner.
Boy: Oh, alright.
*family sits down to eat dinner*
Boy: Pray song!
Elle and trusty husband: not tonight
*Elle and trusty husband proceed with family dinner prayer*
Come Lord Jesus.? Be our guest.
Boy: I don’t want to pray
let thy gifts to us be blessed.? Amen.
Trusty husband: when you don’t pray, you make the baby Jesus cry.
That was a warm fuzzy post. I love it!
What a perfect come back.
damn girl…guilt early, I thought you were lutheran no catholic!
I’m such a bad person, I make baby Jesus cry.