Jack [pointing to his bottom]: Please, put lotion on my thorax. This winter weather is making it scaly.
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Attempting to make a point about fidgeting during bedtime prayers . . .
Me: God, does lots of nice things for us. We shouldn't jiggle around like a nut during prayers.
Jack: Well, mom, nuts don't move. Unless, of course they are carried off by a chipmunk.
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I'm not sure if this counts as mischief or miracles.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
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