WARNING THIS POST CONTAINS SHOCKING MATERIAL. BE ADVISED. :) (Now I know you'll all read it. Ha. Ha. Aren't I clever?)
Tonight at dinner Max dumped his milk out all over his tray. Jackson responded to the disaster with an "Oh, my GOD!" Which, quite frankly, shocked me and elicited a greater response than the proverbial "spilled milk." I proceeded to give an in depth and quite brilliant lecture on why we do not drop the G-bomb. I felt assured that the little stinker had taken my lesson to heart until I heard his prayer tonight. Now I'm not quite convinced that his mind wasn't thinking of Power Rangers/Star Wars/Soccer/Why do we____(fill in the blank!) while I was expounding.
Jackson: "Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for all my blessings. Sorry I called you God tonight..."
Me: Sigh
LOL. Thanks for the laugh!
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha! Oh cute Jackson! Can't wait until we get to see more of you. I'm calling dibs on you guys for at least a dozen play dates the first month we're back in town.:)
ReplyDeleteI seriously love that kid.
ReplyDeleteHAHA!
ReplyDeleteI can't wait til Axel and Jackson get together, it is going to be crazy times.
Your kids are the best! I really needed that laugh. Miss you guys!!!
ReplyDeletethat is hillarious! kids....
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