Charlotte's Lair

Little pews

I was in church, listening to my pastor give his sermon and he was talking about a confirmation student who knew all about all the pagan gods and goddesses and my boy raises his hand and declares it was him. Hmmm. Why were the pews suddenly not nearly big enough to hide in? That's my boy.

Yesterday, I was supposed to get some work done around the house, but I kept finding things that needed to be done like sharpening pencils and such. Why does stuff like that happen? I have theory. I do.