Monday, January 12, 2009

Dear God....an Owenism

Last night, the boys are eating dinner and Owen decides he better pray for the food. Sets his fork down, folds his hands:
"Dear GOD {dramatic pause}...........
[BELCHes loudly, eyes fly open in surprise].
(very sweetly): "excuse me. Amen"

Sometimes you have a faux pas so large there's no way to recover.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

BAHAHA!
That is fabulous.