Monday, December 29, 2008
My nephew came in from out of town to visit my mom yesterday, and he brought his kids with him. His 8 yr old daughter knows everything there is to know about everything. Not only can she name all the different variety of dinosaurs, she can name the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the Care Bears and all of the apostles. Unlike my offspring. I once asked my offspring to name the apostles and the most common response was, "You mean those four or five dudes that hung out with Jesus?"
While we were visiting, my mother passed out some delicious looking candy canes. I loves me some Christmas candy cane! Just as I was about to put it in my mouth, my nephew's daughter came running over and said, "Aunt Goddess, do you know what the red in the candy cane represents?"
I said, "Why, yes, I do." Because even when I don't, I always pretend I do. Just to screw with them. "The red is for Santa's red coat."
She said, "No! The red is for the blood of Jesus."
Oooooo k, suddenly that candy cane wasn't looking so appetizing anymore...