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Friday Funnies ~ Kids Humor


It's Friday...time to smile together. Kim at Homesteader's Heart is our hostess. Be sure to join her today for a laugh or two. Here's my contribution:


KIDS IN CHURCH


3-year-old Reese : 'Our Father, Who does art in heaven, Harold is His name. Amen.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


A little boy was overheard praying: 'Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it. I'm having a real good time like I am.'


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After the christening of his baby brother in church, Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car. His father asked him three times what was wrong. Finally, the boy replied, 'That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home, and I wanted to stay with you guys.'

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One particular four-year-old prayed, 'And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.'


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A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and Ryan 3.The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson. 'If Jesus were sitting here, He would say, 'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.' Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, ' Ryan, you be Jesus!'


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Comments

  1. Oh no! LOL..love the last one, that's just like a brother, eh? :)

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  2. Those were great. Loved the one about being raised in a Christian home!
    Happy Friday!
    Kim

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  3. How cute these quotes are Mary! You brought a smile to my face. Thank you for that.

    Love,
    Debbie

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  4. LOL, LOL!! Harold is His name!!!!

    Mary, you always lift my heart!!

    Hugs, Love and Sweet Blessings!
    Jackie

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  5. How precious! ... I'm cracking up over here!

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  6. I've seen a nephew of mine when he was little prayed: "In the name of the Father...and of the Son..and...ahhh...ahhhh....and the moon..."

    Thanks for making me laugh. I needed it today after a stressful week! Thank you for your prayers. My son is doing well after his oral surgery yesterday. Have an awesome weekend. God bless you and protect you. Love to you.

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