[Yeah, I know I already told this tale over on Facebook, but it still slays me, so I figure it’s worth repeating here. :-) ]
I was walking my daughter, Gwen, to school the other morning when off in the distance I saw a white stone figure in a neighbor's yard and I thought it was a Halloween skeleton. Cool! I pointed it out to Gwen, but as we got closer I realized it wasn't a skeleton after all.
"Oh, wait, never mind—it’s just Jesus," I said.
Maybe I need new glasses or something, I dunno, because it turned out it wasn’t Jesus either….
It was a donkey.
And Gwen said, "Mom! Did you just call Jesus an ASS?!"
Christ. I doubt I'll be living this down any time soon.