taking the lord's name in vain

apparently i do it on a regular basis.

yesterday around 5:00, micah wanted to go outside and ride his bike. his friend a., who was over to play, was eating a bowl of peanuts and raisins (a staple snack in our house). she didn't want to play because she wanted to keep eating. micah was pretty tired, being "napless is seattle" as we say, so i was expecting a huge meldown. instead he went into the kitchen and started rummaging around in the drawer where we keep boxes of plastic bags, aluminum foil, wax paper, etc., along with lots of used plastic bags just stuffed in willy-nilly. it took me a minute, but i figured out he was getting a. a bag to put her snack in, so she could take it outside. great solution, i thought, and let him rummage a bit more. but alas, the drawer is so over-stuffed that sometimes the boxes of bags get stuck. micah's rummaging got progressively more frantic, and finally he started wailing "jesus! JESUS! jesus!jesus!jesus!"

i'm pretty sure he was not saying a little prayer.