The Joys of Parenting, continued

I have no idea where this tiny Jesus figurine came from, but London’s quite taken with it.

Tonight, as she was alternately dissecting and devouring her dinner, I set it on the table in front of her. She looked at it, looked down at herself, looked back up and said, “Jesus, I messy.”

I hesitated a moment, but decided to go for it.

“I know,” I said in my best Jesus voice. “I love you even when you’re messy.”

Teachable moments. Gotta love ‘em.