Yesterday, as Grant was winding down for bed, I was telling him about Easter, specifically what Good Friday is and why we celebrate it.
I started the story with baby Jesus, a figure he remembered from Christmas. I proceed to tell the story about Jesus growing up, a short, toddler version of His ministry on earth, and then, I got to the hard part.
Mommy: Some people were very, very mad at Jesus. They did not like Him.
Grant: They didn't like Him?
Mommy: No, they were very angry with Him.
Grant: Why? Did he poop his pants?
Hmmm... not quite the Good Friday message I had intended...
Several more Grantisms to follow in the coming days.
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