Confessions of a Community College Dean: Prayer, as Rendered by The Boy

Confessions of a Community College Dean

In which a veteran of cultural studies seminars in the 1990's moves into academic administration and finds himself a married suburban father of two. Foucault, plus lawn care. Comments are welcome. Comments for general readership can be posted directly after the blog entry. For private comments, I can be reached at deandad at gmail dot com. The opinions expressed here are my own (or those of commenters), and not those of my (unnamed) employer.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Prayer, as Rendered by The Boy

Overheard a few nights ago:

Our Father, who art in heaven,
Howard be my name...

I had to stifle a chuckle.

And no, The Boy's name is not Howard.

# posted by Dean Dad @ 3:24 AM

Comments:

Haha that's great!
When we went to church last Easter, my youngest brother offered the following prayer:
"Our Father, thank you for this delicious dinner, and to the Republic for which it stands."

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