Campbell is our analytical, inquisitive child. He always asks a million questions! It's amazing how different he and Bailey are. She is quite content with the information we give her and asks very few questions. Not Campbell! Tonight on our way home from Katy, our conversation went like this:
C: Who doesn't go to heaven?
Me: People who don't believe in Jesus. They don't believe that Jesus loved them and died on the cross for them.
C: What does die on the cross mean?
Me: Well...people killed him while he was on a cross.
C: Who killed Jesus?
Me: Ummm....people who didn't like him. Do you believe in Jesus?
C: Yes, I do! But he's dead.
Me: Oh, but he didn't stay dead! After he died, they put him in a tomb, like a cave, and three days later he rose again.
C: What does rose mean?
Me: It means to go up. He went up to heaven.
C: Who took him to heaven?
Me: God did.
And just like that, he changed the subject...
C: What is Bailey's big doll's name?
Me: Thomas? He's my baby doll. I got him in New York right after I got married. (I got a Cabbage Patch from the Toys R Us in Times Square while we were on our honeymoon.)
C: Did you wear your wedding dress?
Me: No.
C: Where did you put it?
Me: At the hotel.
C: Where were me and Bay-Bay?
Me: You weren't born yet.
C: I know...somebody babysitted us.
Me: No, you weren't born yet.
C: Where was I?
Sometimes he wears me out, but I LOVE this about him. I hope he keeps asking questions and never stops learning!