Maybe it’s time for Sunday School
2007 January 16
Helena removed a corn puff from the small packet and surveyed it. Unlike the others, this one was small and round. She looked at it, turning it over in her fingers.
“This one,” she said, “is a baby one.” She paused. “It is an infant.” She paused again. “Like Jesus.”
She gazed at the orange puff almost reverently.
“I will eat it anyway.”
And she did.
Rosebud, a week or so after finishing Charlotte’s Web, sits at the breakfast table, and is asked, “would you like some bacon this morning?”
“Is it turkey or pig bacon?” she asks, and I smugly think of the good job I am doing, making sure my children know what it is they eat and where exactly it comes from.
“Pig.”
“Umm! OK! I hope it’s not Wilbur!” she says as she devours it.
Oh my gosh, she is already grokking the miracle of transubstantiation. Sounds like you may have a future prophet on your hands!
TOTALLY OFF TOPIC: George Takai and Leonard Nimoy are on The Daily Show right now!
Mmm. Tasty jeebus puff! Remember: cheeses love you Helena!
: )
Do you see why we love her so?
I have recovered from the beautiful music that I fell prey to earlier.
Oh My! That is hilarious!!!
You have to admire kids for their pragmatism…
heeheehee
That is too funny!!
God love Helena.
That is hilarious.
she’s sounding suspiciously catholic!
Gus told me the other day that “Jesus was the first person ever born!” I said, “What about his parents?” and he said, “God made them out of a cloud.”
He’s never been to Sunday School either. I think he and Helena should come up with some new uber-religion.