Marshmallow Jesus and other musings.

For sunday school today, the teens lead the children. Around Easter it has become a tradition to make "Jesus in the tomb" bread. Basically, they take a Pillsbury Biscut dough piece and wrap it around a Marshmallow (Jesus) to be the tomb. When they bake it, magically the tomb is empty! Or, it's supposed to be. This didn't happen for Charlotte's biscuit. So Charlotte came over to me and said, "Jesus is still in the tomb!" I told her this is because he's always with us. This made for some other amusing comments during the lesson too. "The marshmallow is melted and gone, just like Jesus in the story!" (Actually there were several references to a melted Jesus). And another from Charlotte, "I have Jesus on my chin".

I forgot to mention this when I wrote about Bambi last time. Of course, when they are babies all the animals have little kid voices, which are normally high. When it becomes spring, they are given more grown up voices. So Charlotte says, "When they grew up, they turned into boys!" And yes, she thought they were girls when they were babies. :)

Just before St. Patrick's day, we were talking about all the different kinds of bears there are. Then Charlotte announced, "In Scottland, they say if you find a gold bear, then you are very lucky." She followed this up a few minutes later with, "They also say in Scottland that if you find a blue bear then you're not very lucky, but you're still lucky." So for those of you who are not up on your British Isles folklore, there you go.