One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was tucking her
son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a
tremor in his voice, "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?" The mother
smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. "I can't dear," she said. "I have to
sleep in Daddy's room." A long silence was broken at last by his shaky
little voice: "The big sissy."


An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief, finally
asked him, "How do you expect to get into Heaven?" The boy thought it over
and said, "Well, I'll run in and out and in and out and keep slamming the
door until St. Peter says, 'For Heaven's sake, Dylan, come in or stay out!'