Perfect Contrition or Perfect Snow Job?

John got himself in a tad bit of trouble that involved a pen and Daddy's Bible. While he's the usual suspect when any mess is found, he's always so repentant. This time was no exception.

The big brown eyes were brimming with tears.

"I sorry, Mama," he sniffled. "Pease 'give me."

I assured him that all was well. The clouds parted and the sun shone once more.

John broke out laughing. "It's bunny, Mama. It's bunny."

Just hand him the Oscar.