As Far As Excuses Go…

...this one was pretty good.

I told The Boy to do a chore this morning.  After a while, I noticed that the chore was not complete and The Boy was nowhere to be found.  I hollered down the stairs for The Boy. 

No answer.

I hollered again.

No answer.

I hollered again and started down the stairs.  Suddenly he comes running up and asks what I need.  I tell him that he needs to finish his chore and asked him what he was doing. 

He says, “[Daughter #3] was reading the Bible to me.”

Um, OK, I can let that slide.  Now finish the chore.