Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served. When little Logan received his plate, he started eating right away.
„Logan, wait until we say our prayer,” his mother reminded him.
„I don’t have to,” the little boy replied.
„Of course you do” his mother insisted, „we say a prayer before eating at our house.”
„That’s at our house,” Logan explained, „but this is Grandma’s house and she knows how to cook.”

A little Catholic kid was praying as hard as he could.
„God” he prayed, „I really want a car”.
Jumping up and dashing to the window, he saw that the driveway was empty.
„God” he prayed again, „I really NEED a car”.