Our Father… I’m so Sorry.

“Guy’s, when we get home, we have to go right to bed.” -Joe 

“What? No prayers?” -Emily 

“Well, why don’t you just say your prayers now?” -Joe

“But I don’t know how…” -Emily

“I do!” -Vincent

“Ok… well, Emily. Listen to your brother…”

“Our Father who art in heaven hallow be thy name. For our country, give us bread possession in heaven and deliver us from evil. Amen.” -Vincent

Well, I guess we should have gone to church today.

Until next time,

I am booking our room in purgatory.


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I am a mother of three small children with a wonderful husband. Having children is not as simple as black and white. Having kids is black, white and crazy. I hope you enjoy my blog of my crazy escapades.

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