ever since Easter Sunday, wilbur has been somewhat obsessed with finding crosses. amelia’s preschool is at a church, where naturally, there is a cross in the front lawn. everytime we leave school, wilbur says, “there a cross!” and then right around the corner is another church, with another cross. and out comes, “there a other cross!”
yesterday, after pointing out the cross at amelia’s school, wilbur and i had this conversation.
wilbur: what a cross?
me: you mean what is the cross for?
wilbur: oh, it for Jesus.
me: why is the cross for Jesus?
wilbur: Him die.
me: do you know why Jesus died on the cross?
me: for our sins.
wilbur: oh yeah.
me: do you know what a sin is?
wilbur: ahhh? oh, like nemo have them.
me: awe, that’s sweet. but, i think you are talking about a fin. nemo has fins.