Jonah (6 yrs old) was cutting some leftover fabric at the kitchen counter tonight after dinner… and the following conversation between he and Daddy ensued:
J: “Look at this. I’m cutting this fabric into money.”
D: “Great! Now I won’t have to go to work tomorrow!”
J: “Daddy, you don’t just go to work for money. You go to work for God.”
Touche. 🙂
Deep exhale. Hate it when they, like, throw all our spiritual training back in our faces.
Oh, for a nickel for every time a conversation with my 6-year-old ends with “touché.” Sometimes they just deserve the last word.
mmmm….. sweetness