to your 10 year old…
“No Georgie, I do not know how to make an electromagnet.”
That was the result of his reading this:
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and to your 3 year old…
“No Faithy, you may not get a tatoo!”
in response to her post-communion wine proclamation on Sunday: “I want a tatoo!” Maybe that’s why many churches forgo the Biblical wine part of communion wine in favor of grape juice. 
Just what I always wanted ~ my three year old guzzling communion wine and requesting tatoos in the middle of church service.
Rachel
Fiendish friend for effusive fun!
