Nothing But the Blood Strikes Again...

Matthew has been really soaking up a lot from Sunday school lately.... maybe a little too much. It's actually been very cute but I have to keep a pretty good eye on exactly how his little growing mind interprets everything he hears.

Me: Hey Matty, What would you like for breakfast?

Matty: Anything but the blood of Jesus. Those puppets in Sunday school kept singing about how there is nothing but the blood of Jesus. And that's just gross. I'm not going to eat or drink blood. That just creeps me out.

Cue me trying to explain that Nothing but the Blood doesn't literally mean we only have blood to eat or drink forever.

Oy.