Liam has become VERY interested in the Bible lately. He has a children’s version that was given to him by the folks at NDPC after he was born. The other day we were in his room and he wanted to read the “green book” from his shelf, so I pulled it down. He couldn’t take his eyes off it and we read for at least 20 minutes (this is a long time for him to sit still for something that doesn’t involve PBS). This morning Matt had read him Genesis in its entirety before 8am. Is it sacrilegious to read the Bible on the toilet? If so, we’re in trouble. My hope is that after a little coaching he’ll stop referring to Adam by saying “There’s the naked man!”
Because Lynne and Jim were with us when we purchased our pumpkins, Liam refers to all pumpkins as “Grammie and Pop Pumpkins.” I tried correcting him once, but he has such conviction. In case you didn’t know, conviction is very cute on a toddler.
Liam has long been a sausage-eating vegetarian. I respect his ideals so I tonight I fed him a bowl of noodles and vegetables for dinner. He proceeded to eat at least half of my (chicken) Swiss Enchilada. His noodles and veggies are still sitting on the table, untouched. I think kids were created to keep us on our toes.
I used to tell my parents that God didn’t care what I wore to church, so using that same logic, I am sure he doesn’t care where you read the Bible!
Well, I was brought up with the jeans-in-church experience, so I guess Liam is just taking it to a whole new level by bringing church straight to him. Naked from the waist down. On the toilet.