The doorbell rang again and there was Elliott, smiling, and he said, "look what I made, mommy!"
I replied, "oh - another birthday cake?"
(sure looked like the cake he made 2 minutes before)
"No mommy! Its a machine. A machine to kill all the bad guys who hurt and killed Jesus."
I am really uncertain where his mind was operating, but okaaaay.
Thursday, January 07, 2010
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wow, so half scary and half really commendable! :-)
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