At dinner tonight, Emma said that she wanted to talk some about God. My heart swelling largely with pride at the desires of my middle child, I began with some "refresher questions" to the upcoming spiritual conversation.
Me: Okay Em, who did God send to earth to save us from our sins?
Emma: The police?
Hmmmm, I thought we were a bit further than that in our knowledge...
After some small courses on the basics, I decided another go at it:
Me: So, what was the name of God's son?
Me: It starts with a J.