The other day John and I were changing sheets in his and Eve's room. He walked behind Eve's bed and informed me that "This is where the party girls are". Where in the world did that come from? It was pretty funny.
John is very inquisitive. He's always trying to figure things out, and always asking questions (often times rather blunt questions). But they aren't the empty "why" for the sake of making conversation questions. It's neat to watch the wheels turn. The other day Eve was pitching a fit and John was asking me about it. He then asked "Mommy, do you ever pitch fits?" Oh, I hate when I have to tell the truth!
Yesterday on the way to school John asked what we talked about in church last week. It was Easter, so I told him we talked about how Jesus is alive and that he loved us so much He died for us, but is alive now and we all get to live with him forever. He filled in that we'd live with him forever in heaven. "That's right." "Does Jesus have toys in heaven?" A valid concern if you're going to be there forever, but I had to just tell him I didn't know. He then started asking "Does Jesus have good guys and bad guys in heaven?" He was talking about superhero action figures, I'm sure, but I told him everyone was a good guy in heaven. He then proceeded to choke me up a bit when he started a scenario where he would be Ironman (which he always is) and Papa could be Iceman. There you go. The hope of eternal life in Christ through the eyes of a 3-year-old.
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