Sy: (with much glee in his voice) Santa gave me toys even though I was naughty.
me: How were you naughty?
Sy: I hit my brother. But he still gave me toys! (laughing like he got away with the best thing ever)
Oh dear! Hopefully this was a lesson in grace rather than a ticket to naughtiness. We'll have to talk more.
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3 comments:
Oh my!
LOL. That's really funny!
They say confession is good for the soul but bad for the reputation. :)
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