Dear God, thank you for the nice day. Why do we have blood? Is it… is it… to keep us alive? Or to keep our temperature? Oh, I have a joke for you, God. Knock knock. [pause] okay… Who’s there? Blood. Blood who? Blood keeping you ALIVE! Hahahaha!
[older sister interrupts: “That wasn’t funny at ALL.”]
Okay okay. I have another one then. What do you call an orange that’s… that’s smushed on the floor? A LOG! Hahaha!
[“That was even worse. Stop telling God jokes that aren’t funny.”]
Aw. Okay. In Jesus’ name, amen.