While, I was recovering from surgery and
spending most of the day in bed, my seven year
old son asked me why I didn't have a
boyfriend. I told him the television was my
boyfriend, he entertained me all the time.
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The only problem was the television set was old and would just shut
off for no reason. But, I would just give it a few hard wacks on the
side and it would come back on, which was no big deal...
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A couple of days later the pastor
stopped by to check on my recovery.
I was trying to get the television to
come back on so, my son answered
the door.
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The pastor smiled and asked "Is your mom busy, son?"
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My little one looked up at him and replied,
"No, sir, she is just in the bedroom banging her boyfriend".
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