One Easter Sunday morning as the pastor was preaching a children's sermon, he reached into his bag of props and pulled out an egg.
He pointed at the egg and asked the children, "What's in here?"
"I know, I know!" a little boy exclaimed, "Pantyhose!"
As the only vegetarian in the family, the mother of the house often gets tired of defending her food choices to other family members. She didn't realize how often the subject is actually discussed until one day, when she picked up her six-year-old, Jordan, from school. His class had made chickens using potatoes and paper feathers.
Jordan proudly presented his little project, announcing excitedly, "Mom, we finally have the kind of meat even you can eat!"
It was Palm Sunday but because of a sore throat, 5-year-old Johnny stayed home from church with a sitter. When the family returned home, they were carrying several palm fronds. Johnny asked them what they were for.
"People held them over Jesus' head as he walked by," his father told him.
"Wouldn't you know it," Johnny fumed, "the one Sunday I don't go and He shows up!"