As I took my almost-13-yr-old son to school this morning, we found ourselves behind a car with a vanity plate. He was excited because he figured out what it meant.
(Oftentimes we can't figure out what someone's trying to say with their license plates.)
Anyway, I asked him, "Do you know where license plates are made?"
He looked perplexed for a minute.
"In prisons! They have the inmates do it" I said.
His reply? "Oh, I knew that, I learned that on Fairly Odd Parents."
A cartoon, ya'll. He learned that on a cartoon.
Speaking of The Lord...
Do you think God has body guards?
I mean, I would think he might need them, right?