Friday, September 25, 2009
Gabe: Mom, did you tell your Mommy that you wanted to be a mommy when you growed up when you were little?
Me: Yes. I guess I always wanted to be a mommy. Why?
Gabe: I want to be a Daddy someday too.
Me: Well, I think you'll be a great Daddy someday.
Gabe: I want to marry Zoe. She'll be a nice Mommy.
Me: You can't marry Zoe because she is your sister
Gabe: But I really like Zoe and I'd miss her if she wasn't near me.
Me: Welp, it's illegal. Sorry kiddo. Maybe you can be neighbors.
Gabe: Nope, I'm going to marry her. Just wait and see.
Me: OK.... I'll see how you feel about that when you're 12.
Posted by Windy at 10:53 AM
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
*DISCLAIMER: Some or all parts of this post may be theologically incorrect for comical purposes.
Gabe: "Mom, does God have a gun?"
Me: "Nope, God doesn't need a gun."
Gabe: "Well then what is He going to kill Satan with?"
Me: "He is going to smite him."
Gabe: "What does smite mean?"
Me: "It means he's going to blow him up into a fiery ball of smoke till there's nothing left."
Gabe: *sounding concerned* "But then I might die too!!"
Me: "Why would you die?"
Gabe: "Because God lives in my heart and when he smites him it might make my heart explode."
On a slightly unrelated note.... while searching for a picture to post with this blog, I did a google image search for "God smiting Satan" and the first picture to pop up was of Bill O'Reilly, which just made me giggle.