Today at church David and I were both on stage with the worship team. When David dismissed the children for children's church I noticed Colt was coming towards me instead of the door. . . Sure enough, he walked up on stage and said, "Mommy, um. . . mommy, I need to tell you something. Mommy, sometimes I like to go home and play with my toys." THEN, he went to class. Good talk son.
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Colt: "Mommy, I'm going to be the horse and you ride in the 'carrot'."
Me: Carrot? You mean carriage?
Colt: "No, carrot. You ride in the carrot so you don't get hurt and don't go too fast."
Me: Carrot? You mean chariot?
Colt: "Yes, carriot."
Me: ok.
