Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Irreverence noted, corrected, but had to be recorded

Me: Frankie, is there anything you want to pray about tonight?

Frankie: Um, is anybody sick or something?

Me: Well, Papa is in a wheelchair and has a hard time getting around.

Frankie: Pray about.

Me: Pardon me?

Frankie: Pray about him. Whenever I say, "pray about," you can pray about that thing. If I say "look-a-dook," then don't pray about that thing. Go ahead.


Teresa said...

Is there a gene for being a smart aleck? (Can you take some credit for this precocious, sassy youngster?)

Molly said...


Crystal said...

I have missed coming to your blog and being assured a good guffaw!! I can even hear Frankie's voice in my head. So funny!!!