Decorating the Christmas tree tonight, I had the following conversation:

Aimee: Mama what’s this?
Me: It’s a (decoration of a) little girl saying her prayers.
Jack: Mama what’s prayers?
Me: It’s when you talk to God.
Aimee: Hey, mom, do we have the baby Jesus stuff? (a nativity scene, like at Gramma’s)
Me: No, we don’t.
Jack: Why not?
Me: Because we’re heathens.
Aimee: What’s heathens?
Me: People who don’t go to church.

I love making the world all black and white for them. It’s simpler that way. One day, when they’re ready, I promise I’ll explain it all in detail. Swear to G…. I promise.


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One Response to Religion

  1. Grampa D says:

    Besides….. they are safe until the lose their innocence and become like us 🙂

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