C loves telling me all about her day as I drive her home from preschool. Lord, please let her continue to tell me as much when she's a preteen and teen-ager. Seriously, that's a real prayer.
Here's the scoop on today.
C: we did church at school today (she goes to a Christian preschool).
M: you did? That's wonderful. What did you do in church?
C: we singed songs
M: what did you sing? (the content of the question goes ignored)
C: we talked about a baby
M: what baby? (thinking that they're already getting ready for Christmas program and is thus, Jesus)
C: there was a mean king who didn't like babies and he wanted to hurt the baby and the baby's mommy put him in a RIVER! But don't worry, Mommy, the beautiful princess (because of course all princesses must be beautiful, right--thanks Disneyfication) found him and saved him.
M: Oh, baby Moses.
C: He didn't have a name. But the beautiful princess found him and she named him Moses.
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