Our Children Are Trying To Tell Us

You Know The Only People Who Are Always Sure About The Proper Way To Raise Children? Those Who've Never Had Any.

My Eleven Year Old Daughter Mopes Around The House All Day Waiting For Her Breasts To Grow.

My Father Would Pass Gas And Then Blame It On Imaginary Animals.

I Was'nt Always Black. There Was This Freckel That Just Grew And Grew.

We Spoke To God About The Children, And We Were Afraid To Ask God For Specific Things. We Thought That It Might Be Too Much. So We Said To God 'please Give Us A Healthy Child' And Left It At That, Not Knowing That God Is A Generous God, But Also Has A Sense Of Humor. And If You Leave That Much Open For God, Some Wonderful Jokes Are Going To Come About.