Today as we were driving in the car, Bennett yelled from the back of the car,
"Mom!!! I see a cross".
"What????", I said.
"I see a cross (a telephone pole), but I can't find Jesus!"
And a month or so ago, as I was loading the kids in the stroller to take the dog on a walk, Lincoln screeched and in a whiney tone said, "Mom!! I died on the cross, and I have blood". What the??? He then showed me his wrist where he had picked a tiny scab from who knows what and there was a single drop of blood forming. Maybe buying that "Bible for Kids" book wasn't a good idea.
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