I really need to talk about my delicious little neighbor, Le P'tit Crisse in person. I talked to him a few times and his penchant for Djizeusse ... Begin with a conversation between him, my son and my pumpkin.
Background: We decorated a pumpkin!
Babe: Look, look at our beautiful pumpkin
Little Crisse (Let PC for short): Do you love Jesus you?
Babe: ?????? YAY DEATH!
PC: Nope! He is in heaven. We seen it, but we see him
Babe, looks at me with her pretty eyes implored me to tell this moron to shut up!
Me: glup
I just swallow the time "is of nonsense câlisses of" me first passes through my head and play the full respect for religions morons, uh Christians.
Re-Me: You know darling, there are people who believe this stuff, but here it is not our case.
PC: Jesus there, it's not like Halloween, it makes him cry ...
Babe: ?????
Me: I think if Jesus I tasted my cakes, pumpkin, he would change his opinion about it.
End of discussion.
is still enough to say thank you to freak children go trick or treating this cry Jesus but hey, they can really think what they want about the evil pagan festivals, I am sacred. Except that this morning I went to school with my gang. First morning below zero, it was -1. I leave my stroller and I see the car from running P'Tit Crisse ... she had to run 10 minutes to warm it, then going to school on foot takes less than 10 minutes (I was that Ti neighbor does not go to school when it rains if his mother does not have the self because she refuses he walks in the rain! He did not even rain boots, he still wears sandals ...). And then I walked, I thought of all that and I said to myself: I worse Djizeusse, it is not great boyfriend, but st-Sifri is what it could be that Jesus weeps when we decorate a pumpkin, but he does not cry to see the caves run their engines for anything for 10 minutes when does not even fret? Me, how can He j'pense that not a damn minute!
Me j'pense that he P'Tit Crisse bin Jesus more than I cry!
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