The first day of Sunday School.
The Boy was reluctant about going; he figured between regular school and piano lessons, that must surely be enough. But off he went, returning an hour later much more enthused about the whole thing than when he left.
Mamma: ... and he knew some things that the other boys didn't know who'd been there for weeks.
Me: Yes?
Mamma: He knew whose birthday it was on Christmas Day.
Me: Who's that?
Boy: JESUS! But I didn't say his last name.
Me: His last name? What's his last name?
Boy: Crisis.
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