We were driving home from church today, and Katie wanted to hear about Lilie's experience in the children's class. Liliana was munching on the candy cane she'd picked up on the way out of church.
"Did you hear a story today, Lilie?"
"Yeah." Crunch crunch crunch.
"What was it about?"
"'Bout Jesus." Snap! Crunchcrunch.
"Really? What happened in the story?"
"Um," snap crunch crunch crunch. "Some shtevans went to see God."
We drove for a bit in silence, considering the implications of this. The candy cane crunching continued from the back seat.
Katie tried first.
"Stevens went to see God?"
Crunch crunch. "No, mommy - shtevans."
"Stefan went to see God?"
"NO... shevans!" Lilie strained forward in her seat, clearly frustrated, as she reiterated her point.
Suddenly it hit me.
"Lilie, was it shepherds who went to see God?"
Lilie strained forward and drew in a breath, ready to correct us again. Suddenly she stopped, wrinkled her brow, and collapsed back into her seat.
"Yeah. Shepherds." Crunch crunch crunch.
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