Kids Say the Darnedest Things!

Last Saturday night as we were eating dinner, I asked Jackson about the true meaning of Easter. He told me it was because "Jesus got poked by the nails." The rest of the conversation went something like this:
Mom: Then what happened?
Jackson: He died.
Mom: Yep, what happened next?
Jackson: They buried him.
Mom: You're right. Then what?
Jackson: His friends were sad.
Mom: Why were they sad?
Jackson: Because he wasn't there.
Dad: Where was he?
Jackson: (as serious as a three year old can be) At the North Pole!

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In an effort for us to better communicate with everyone, and to keep better records for ourselves, Phil created this blog. Our goal is to write regularly, and add pictures, etc, as we go.
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