Huh?
So we're in the car the other day on the way to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving. C-Man tells me "Jesus lives in your heart." Okay, standard verbiage for the church preschool crowd... right? Then he says "When Jesus died, they cut him up into small little itty bitty pieces so that everyone could get a piece of him in their heart. He needs to be really small." NOT standard, I'm sure.
My mood: amused