Pastor Bedtime

It’s 8:30, and I’m tucking Audrey in bed.

Me:   No, no more talking. I need to pray for you because it’s past your bedtime.

Audrey:  What you say?

Me, enunciating clearly:  It’s past your bedtime.   Your bedtime has passed.

Audrey, emphatically:  No.  It’s not ‘past your bedtime.’   It’s Pastor Bedtime.

Me, laughing:  Pastor Bedtime??

Audrey, in all seriousness:  Yes.  Pastor Bedtime.  Like Pastor Dennis.

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About Karen Joy

I'm a partially-homeschooling mother of six -- 3 boys ages 19, 17 and 15 years old, and three girls: 11, 8, and 3. I like birding, reading, writing, organic gardening, singing, playing guitar, hiking, the outdoors, and books. I very casually lead a very large group of homeschooling families in the Phoenix area. I have a dear hubby who designs homes for a local home builder and who is the worship pastor of our church. I live in the desert, which I used to hate, but now appreciate.

Posted on April 17, 2009, in Funny Stuff, The Kids. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. haha! that’s too cute 😉

  2. She’s a witty kid!

  3. And that is why I love kids!

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