After the birth of their child, an Episcopal priest, wearing his clerical collar, visited his wife in the hospital.
He greeted her with a hug and a kiss, and gave her another hug and kiss when he left.
Later, the wife’s Catholic roommate commented,
“Your priest is sure friendlier than mine.”
From a Child’s Mouth …
Several years ago, when I lived in New York and flew to customer sites often, my wife would usually drop me off at Newark airport and pick me up when I returned.
On one trip, I was only going to be gone for a few days, so I drove myself, and parked the car at Newark.
When I returned, the weather was lousy, and it was late at night. I wanted nothing more than to get home to the comfort of my wife and my own bed.
When I arrived, the storm was very loud, with crashing thunder and severe lightning. As I came into my bedroom about 2 a.m., I found my two children, Alex (3) and Cindy (12), in bed with my wife, Carolyn, apparently scared by the loud storm.
I resigned myself to sleeping in the guest bedroom that night. The next day, I talked to the children, and explained that it was okay to sleep with mom when the storm was bad, but when I was expected home, please don’t sleep with mom that night. They said okay.
As I entered the waiting area, Alex saw me, and came running shouting “Hi, Dad! I’ve got some good news!”
As I waved back, I said loudly, “Hi, Alex! And what is the good news?”
“The good news is that this time nobody slept with mommy while you were away this time!” Alex shouted.