Sunday wit

Kates and I were leaving our car this morning, ready to walk into church when Kates asked for the keys to put something in the trunk. But she had to repeat her request after I didn't hear her the first time.

"Turn on your ears," she said.

"I thought I turned them on this morning," I answered. I had been acting goofy all morning. "I must've flipped the wrong switch. I must've turned off the brain ... "

I burst out laughing.

"You are in rare form," Kates said.

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