Well, tonight was another quoteable night.
Over last minute glasses of milk before bed, Julia wanted to express her affection to us in a unique way, which led us down an interesting path of conversation.
Julia - "Momma, I love you so much, and I'm never gonna kill you."
Me - "Uh, thank you Julia. I appreciate that, but let's not say kill, okay?'
Julia "But I want to say I love you special!"
Me - Well, I understand, but somehow saying the opposite of kill still doesn't sound that good. "
Julia - "I know! I love you so much momma, I'm never gonna make you go to heaven. "
Jason - (Trying not to laugh) "Julia, we all want to go to heaven...."
Eli now chimes in, "Yeah! Who wants to go to hell? Raise your hand."
Julia raises her hand.
Eli, Jason and I quickly explain some of why we don't want to go to hell.
Julia (as if canceling her raised hand.)
Eli goes on to explain, (as it has been on his mind lately anyway... )
"Now Julia, if you don't want to go to hell, you have to be baptized... put under the water... now Dad, if you want to go to hell,.... well, sorry, it's too late."
Sweet, simplistic faith and understanding.
And a new twist on bedtime rituals.