It is no surprise to anyone that getting out the door for church on time can be a struggle for me. I try- and most of the time I do alright. But I usually look down and one of the littles is missing something, like a belt or their shirts are not buttoned. But we are there.
Well this Sunday the youngest decided to bring something extra with him. In my hurried state I did not look to see what he was carrying. I had no idea. But luckily the oldest two did.
Jack said- " Mom, I can't believe you let him bring that in here."
Followed by Savanna saying almost at the exact same time, "Mom, are you sure you want Tucker having that inside?"
I looked down to Tucker's hands to see what the fuss was about.
A gun. In church.
Hmmmmmm.
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Oh shoot.
LOL! I love it, but maybe a sword or a cimetar would have been more appropriate for church. ;)
Well, I'm sure he was only going to use it to *threaten* the people not paying attention. I doubt he would have actually shot anyone. :)
That is so something my brother would have done and I'm sure he's youngest son would do too. That is a great story.
didn't you sit on the front row too??? funny
That's great.
We usually have a pat down as we are walking out the door to uncover contraban.
ha ha! Cute shoes! Are they yours or Savanna's
Well, they were working on that law to make it legal to carry a gun in church. I guess we know what side he would pick, eh?
And I agree- cute shoes!
What ever happened to Jack's wooden spoons? That would have been less conspicious.
Your shoes ARE cute.
That is so funny. I wish I'd seen him carry it in.
Too funny - The things boys will do and bring with them. I saw the comment about Jacks spoons. I remember that - too cute!
:o)
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