Then later this morning she wanted me to be her teacher and tell her a lesson about Jesus on the cross. She decided to make in a game and she was going to be Jesus. I was telling her what they did to Jesus on the cross (she was more interested in getting to heaven), and she had decided that nails through your hands wouldn't hurt. I told her to think about it, because nails hurt. She thought and decided I was right (I'm saving her admitting that), BUT instead we should use a little bit of Scotch tape! I asked her what she meant and this is roughly the mono log I got back, "You know Mommy, we could just use it to wrap around (she demonstrates something being wrapped around her wrist) to hold me on the cross. It wouldn't hurt and then I could stand on my little stool (the little step Jesus stood on, we had talked about that somewhere in the 'lesson' too) and be fine. And then I would die, and go up to heaven, and you could be God. (pause) Here I go!" She then 'dies' by falling over on me on the couch. She is very uninterested in God forgetting the naughty things she has done; but then again she doesn't think she does anything naughty, because after all "I don't hit anyone" (her words, and she would be right hitting is not one of her down falls). Now dieing and going to heaven, that is cool. Would you count that as progress?
Whew, and all that before 10:30 this morning. It might be an interesting day!
3 comments:
Oh, the theology of an almost 4 year old. It's a learning experience for all of us.
YA! Go Rockstar with wings!
geez hon, from the title I thought you meant she was on drugs...ahh benefits of public education i guess.
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