When Spunky started her Sunday School class this year, she apparently had a lesson on Jesus and what he wants us to do. This has turned out to be quite a convenience for Spunky. It started out relatively normal.
"Jesus wants us to share" Said when she wanted her Grandma to share her cake.
"Jesus wants us to take turns" Said when she wants a turn on the computer.
"Jesus wants you to be nice to me" Said when I had to put her in time out.
I buy that. Jesus wants those things for everyone.
"Jesus says to feed me yummy food" Said when I put the snacks up.
"Jesus wants me to watch MY movie" Said when her sister put an alternative in the DVD player.
"Jesus wants me to play with my friends" Said when I told her a friend was too sick to play.
"Jesus wants me to be happy and NOT say the prayer" Said at lunch today.
Tonight I think that Jesus wants me to *not* wring her neck.
Whenever Marie Callendars has their pie sale, we indulge. I now have photographic evidence of one of her shenanigins. In case you were wondering. And yes, DH is wearing one of my pink aprons. Wanna make something of it?
We no longer leave pie out on the counter.