A little boy named Tommy went to church with his grandma every Sunday.<\/p>\n
One day, Grandma told him it was time to make his first confession.<\/p>\n
She explained, \u201cYou go into that little booth, tell the priest your sins, and he\u2019ll forgive you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Tommy was nervous but agreed.
\nHe walked into the confessional, sat down, and the priest slid open the little window.<\/p>\n
\u201cBless me, Father, for I have sinned,\u201d Tommy whispered.The priest smiled kindly. \u201cGo ahead, my son. What are your sins?\u201dTommy took a deep breath. \u201cWell\u2026 I stole a pencil from school\u2026 I said a bad word\u2026 and I lied to my mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
The priest nodded. \u201cThat\u2019s not too bad. Anything else?\u201d<\/p>\n
Tommy thought hard. \u201cUmm\u2026 oh yeah! I threw my sister\u2019s Barbie out the window and told her she ran away.\u201d<\/p>\n
The priest chuckled. \u201cAnything else?\u201d<\/p>\n
Tommy scratched his head. \u201cOh! And last night, I put toothpaste on Grandpa\u2019s dentures while he was sleeping.\u201d<\/p>\n
The priest tried not to laugh. \u201cAlright, my son. Say three Hail Marys and try to be a better boy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Tommy nodded, feeling proud.<\/p>\n
When he walked out of the booth, Grandma smiled and asked, \u201cHow did it go?\u201d<\/p>\n
Tommy grinned wide.<\/p>\n
\u201cPiece of cake, Grandma\u2026 but I don\u2019t think that guy behind the screen knows half the stuff I\u2019ve done!\u201dHis mother said she didn\u2019t have enough money to buy him a new bike but suggested that if he wrote to Jesus promising to be a good boy in the future, then maybe Jesus might be willing to get him one.<\/p>\n
So the boy started writing out a letter. \u2018Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one year\u2026\u2019<\/p>\n
He crossed it out and wrote: \u2018Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one month.\u2019<\/p>\n
Still, he wasn\u2019t happy, so he crossed it out and wrote: \u2018Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one week.\u2019<\/p>\n
His head spun, he tore up the paper, and went for a walk.<\/p>\n
As he passed the local church, he noticed a nativity scene.<\/p>\n
When nobody was looking, he grabbed the figure of Mary, hid it under his coat, and ran home.<\/p>\n
There he composed a new letter. \u2018Dear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother again\u2026\u2019<\/p>\n
A little boy was attending his first wedding.<\/p>\n
After the service, his cousin asked him, \u201cHow many women can a man marry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSixteen,\u201d the boy responded. His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know that?\u201d \u201cEasy,\u201d the little boy said.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll you have to do is add it up like the Bishop said: 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"