The kids have found my blog! And they have been reading the random funny stuff and I am going to have to clean up the rest pronto. But the girls are loving reading the old stories and funny things that they have done in the past. When I see how much of a kick they are getting over reading these stories and ragging on each other for their past actions, I'm glad I have done this. Now they are really hamming it up and even demanding I write about some of their past exploits. But I won't tell the funny stories they want me to tell. No, I'll tell the ones that I think are funny. Like this past Sunday.
We were at church and I reminded the older two that they needed to pay attention to the sermon. The Youngest is pretty good at church as long as she has paper and pen to draw on. The older two tend to have a hard time sitting still in church most times but they did pretty well this time and I applauded their effort and asked them about the sermon.
"So do you remember what the sermon was about today?" I asked.
"Uh, uh..." Oldest looked completely blank.
"It was about two sons!" Angus piped up all excited and happy.
"Good and what about the two sons?" I asked.
"Uh, uh..." Oldest is still lost.
"They was supposed to work in the fields," Angus said.
"Good, and then what happened," I asked.
Complete quiet as we walked in the parking lot to the car.
"Come on, who was listening, the father asked his sons to go work in the field and what happened?"
No answer from anyone, we are almost at the car.
"One son said No but repented and went to work while the other said Yes but never went to work," I continued. "And then what happened."
"God punished them!" Angus said.
"No, that is not the point of the sermon," I said. "What is the point? Anyone?"
They are still quiet and so I try to remind them of the finer points of the sermon as we get into the car.
"So if the youngest son said Yes father, but then never followed through, then he didn't do the will of his father even though he said he would. So what is the moral of the story?" I asked one last time.
"Shut up and just do it!" Youngest shouted. The other two shrieked in laughter and I am just staring at the little one as if she had sprouted two heads. She smiled and then said. "That's what the priest should have said! Then everyone woud have known what he was talking about."