*Warning, the material in this blog may be offensive to some and funny to others.*

So Allie, my almost 14yr old, is memorizing the Gettysburg Address. So, she asks me, "Mom, can you recite it?" I didn't want to let the poor girl down, so I began, "Four score and 7 years ago, our Fathers....um.....who art in Heaven hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven."  I did get a laugh out of her.

So, Matt, my dear husband, comes from my bedroom and Allie asks him the same question. Much to my surprise, he says exactly what I said. (Great minds think alike!) Only this time my 8yr old son, Eric, is in the kitchen and only catches a little of the conversation. He comes storming into the living room to correct his dad. He states very as-a-matter-of-factly, "It is not Our Father who FARTS in heaven!"

It reminds me of a prayer that he used to say when he was very little. He prayed this very innocently, "Now, I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. The angels watch me through the *butt* (should be*night*) until I wake till morning light." I am sure the Lord knew what he wanted to say.