As our guest pastor warmed up the congregation this morning with what he considers to be witty remarks, as the congregation chuckled and quietly applauded his antics, LM, in a voice heard above all else, said to me, “Mom? Why again don’t you like this guy?”
It’s hard to melt yourself into a wooden pew.
Blessed Little Things 
!OH!MY!GOODNESS! Those are the toughest moments, I find melting to be particularly problematic myself.
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out of the mouth of babes, huh?makes you want to keep every thought you have about people to yourself as it might be used against you in such an unseemly place.
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oh. no.i’m sure there’s a graceful way out of this.of course, i have no idea what it is.crap.
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p.s. i’ve been wanting to email you but i can’t seem to find your address on your profile page…
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Oy vey. Time to switch churches?
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ROFL!!!!I hate it when that happens!Don’t worry I’m sure no one noticed the twelve shades of red you turned.:0
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LOL. That’s hilarious!
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Embarrassing, yes. But it makes for great blogging! 🙂
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That is hilarious 🙂 Kids say the darndest things, don’t they?!?!
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HA!
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Oh! *Groan* They know not what they say…
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Only LM!!! Jules
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Oy! That’s like Foot-In-Mouth-Disease by proxy!You’ll love that story later, though. You know, much later.
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