theological (sometimes) reflections from an educated hillbilly, father, husband, backyard farmer, point of view all the while serving pound for pound the best American Baptist Church in the land.
17 March 2007
The Mischievous Leprechaun
Over the past few years the wife has taken to arranging Leprechaun visits. When he comes he leaves golden nuggets, urinates green in the toilet, turns the milk green, messes up rooms and somehow escapes via an open door or open window. What I love the most is not just the reaction of the kids but their pronunciation of the word mischievous. #1 first said miss-cah-vious, #2 this year came up with miss-ta-bus (like miss the bus).
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