Later... we read a story from Grace's book. One part at the end required some explaining, so I went into action. The story is, roughly, some brothers are mean (jealous of) to little Joe, he leaves, predicts feast and famine. His brothers later come back hungry and, ultimately, he is good to them. I set about 'dumbing it down' a bit and explaining how it might be similar to him sharing a toy with a little boy who was previously mean to him. To clarify, he says, "so daddy, you mean it's like the Lord loving us and letting us into heaven even though we sin and don't do the right thing sometimes?" My reply, "um, yeah, that's a... that's a reasonable simile, sure." I've always hoped my kids will be smarter than I am, but I'm not sure how that's really going to feel when they've accomplished that at 5!
While writing this, I had to run upstairs to John screaming. "Daddy, those 'eyes' in the bathroom are really freaking me out... I can't sleep... they're just too scary." Being dense, it took a few seconds to register. Finally, I saw the 'eyes' and they are indeed freaky. Bathroom door closed... another crisis resolved.
|From Bathroom Eyes|
Earlier, I also managed to capture Grace's "poor Cinderellie" impression...