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There’s Always Time for Jesus

Thursday, April 19, 2007


Fact #1: My son loves Chuck E. Cheese. We went there last weekend and he lost his mind -- sheer bliss.

Fact #2: My husband’s semi-estranged father is a devout born-again Christian. Therefore, he buys his grandson gifts like “My Bible Songs” for Piano.

Fact #3: We’ve taken to having “Kum-Ba-Yah” and “Jesus Loves Me” sing-a-longs after dinner. Why? The song book is really simple and we kind of suck at piano so it’s right up our alley.

Last Night after the Sing-a-long:

Rocky: “Damn! It’s late. We’ve got to get to bed.”
Sage (sarcasm): “There’s always time for Jesus.”
Indy (dead serious): “Chuck E. Cheese’s.”
Rocky (laughing): “No, Jesus.”
Indy (repeating after me): “No Cheese’s.”
Sage (really laughing): “No not Chuck E. Cheese’s, dude, Jesus.”
Indy (nodding in serious agreement): “Chuck E. Cheese’s”

Fact #4: We are now replacing all mentions of “Jesus” in the hymn book with “Chuck E. Cheese’s.” The rhythm gets a little dodgy at times, but the lyrics still make complete sense, especially if you’re 2 and love Chuck E. Cheese’s with all your heart.

posted by Rocky
9:07 AM

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