my son the heretic

I’ve mentioned Toby’s friend Silje a few times on this blog. She’s a great friend for Toby to have – full of sass and intelligence and adventure.

This evening her mom Kristi told me that she and Silje were having a conversation earlier today about Easter. Silje said, “Well Mommy, I know that Easter is in fact not about God and Jesus and stuff. It’s about treats and candy.” “Oh,” said Kristi. “Yes,” said Silje, “And I know because Toby told me.”

One Response to “my son the heretic”

  1. Arwen says:

    Oh dear. At least being the other side of the pond I’m sure this particular heresy can’t be blamed on me!

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