I picked S up from school as usual yesterday. It was kung fu night, so I had a snack for him. Here is our conversation.
S: Do you have my snack?
Me: Of course
S: What is it?
Me: It's what you picked out this morning.
S: Is it Jesus?
Me. Yes, S, it's Cheez-its.
It only got funnier when he refused to share Jesus with his sister.
Wanna hear God laugh?
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Tell him your plans.
Yeah, that plan I wrote about (at 5AM yesterday) is already out the window.
Yesterday, in addition to my planed cleaning of the kitche...
13 years ago
1 comment:
We had the opposite problem two Christmases ago. Little Sister was so excited to see "baby cheese-it's" at the Christmas play. It was very confusing until I put two and two together. She still says cheese-it's instead of Jesus. I think I'll be sad when she says it correctly.
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