We have been teaching Max and Mary that Jesus lives in their heart. It’s really cute…you ask them where Jesus lives and they will either point to the sky or to their heart (depending on the moment).
So the other day we are at lunch at Ruby Tuesday and Max is drinking his juice box and obviously in deep thought. He looks over at Dara and says, “Mommy, when I drink my juice does Jesus get wet?” We both look at each other confused, and asked him to repeat the question. He states it exactly the same way and then we both erupted in laughter.
The mind of a child. If Jesus lives in him, then he MUST get wet when he drinks his juice!
I love being a daddy.
