Earlier this week, Jolie and I headed to her weekly speech appointment. Our appointment time is usually in the morning, but this one time it had been shifted to after lunch and I forgot to change the time in my phone calendar and we soon found ourselves two hours early to our appointment. There was no time to come home and go back, it would have been a waste of time, energy and GAS, so we just decided to go around the corner to Lifeway Christian Bookstore until time for her appointment. Jolie loves that store, and was soon rushing around looking at the Bibles, books, and toys. She had brought me many things asking for if she could get it "next time"...when she ran upon a huge panoramic photo of Jesus carrying the cross. It was a bloody scene, one similar to the one here only larger,and right on my girl's eye level. It was quite bloody, graphic, and tramatic especially to my three year old.
Later that night, when Dad got home, we told him of our experience at the store.
The conversation went like this," Dad I don't want to do that."
" Do what, Jolie?"
"I don't want to die on a cross."
"Jolie, you don't have to, Jesus has already done it for us."