This morning, The Girl got out of bed while I was getting ready for work. She sat in the bathroom with me while I did my makeup, and we talked about Good Friday and Easter, and what it all means to us today. It was a great talk, and I knew that she really understood it, as best as a 6 year old is able.
A while later, The Boy got up. The Girl told him that today is Good Friday, and that it was the day that Jesus died on the cross to save the world. The Boy got very upset that Jesus died, so The Girl quickly added that on Easter, he came back to life. The Boy thought for a moment and said:
“Wait a second! So…the Easter Bunny brought God back to life?!?”
In Other News
The Boy was comedic genius today. He ran out of his room this afternoon and said (while holding his head):
“Mom! Dad! I flew!”
Then this conversation ensued between The Boy and Brian:
“Did you hurt your head, Buddy?”
“Yeah”
“Did you hurt it when you were flying?”
“No. I hurt it when I landed.”
Two Working Parents 
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