He Needs a Fence, and He Listens to Jesus: Who is this Kid?

Our children are always surprising me. There’s William making “art” in the front yard out of a plastic lawnmower, red cones, and a host of tennis balls. Or Penny’s determination in the swimming pool. Marilee’s recent willingness to inhale large amounts of prunes.

So the other night, I was helping William get ready for bed. (Incidentally, for those of you following our sleep woes at home, William is back in his crib. He was right. He needs a fence. He’s gotten 3-4 hours more sleep every night since we made the switch.)

So, I was helping him get ready for bed and he asked, “Mom, why this diaper different?”

It took me a minute to realize that a new box of diapers had a different color fringe, blue instead of purple. I didn’t answer him directly. Instead, I said, “William, where did you come from?”

He cocked his head. “From God.” He said it matter-of-factly, as if he was surprised I didn’t know.

“Who told you that?” I asked, pretty sure it wasn’t from me.

“Jesus,” he said, in the same tone.

“Really?”

“Yes. Sometimes at night Jesus sneaks into our house. And I listen.”

I didn’t know what to say.

So I helped him put on his diaper and then helped him get to sleep. He needs a fence. And he also listens to Jesus. Seems like a fine arrangement to me.


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