"Chris, I just want you to know that you are the example of who God is, to our kids."
"Hmmm" he says in a 'that's really heavy and serious' kind of way. I know he's probably thinking about the weight of that prospect and the responsibility of the job and how he can do better. He's a serious guy like that.
But of course this is ME talking and I'm just prepping him for a good laugh.
"Because today we were driving down the road and Malachi said to me, 'Mom, I think the rain is like God's tears......and the fuzzy green trees are like his back and chest hairs."
Oh yeah. Daddy's hairy so God must be too.
Completely rational reasoning for an eight year old.
And just for the record, that is NOT my hubby's back.