I love the conversations I have with N when there are no other kids around to compete for his talking time. :)
Today on the way to his house to meet his parents so they could leave on a trip to visit friends in a neighboring state:
N: "Ab, I am going to see my friend Jackson. I remember his name now. Once I forgot his name for a WHOLE day, and then I knew it. And I know his dad's name."
Me: "Really? What is it?"
N: "Robber. But he's not a bad guy, he just has a bad guy name. He really isn't a bad guy. And mine friend's mom isn't a bad guy either. I think her name is Jen. That's just like my mom."
Me: "Oh. I'm glad they aren't bad guys. It would be scary to be friends with bad guys."
N: "It's very good. Because if mine friend's dad was a bad guy, and his mom was a bad guy, then Jackson and him's little sister would be bad guys too."
Me: "Well, not necessarily. What if your friend and his little sister asked Jesus to come into their hearts?"
N: "They'd be TRANSFORMED!"
Me: "Really? What does transformed mean?"
N" "Their hearts change. Into different colored ones."
Me: "Interesting. Well, what color are bad guy hearts?"
N: "Black. With bad guy pictures on them."
Me: "What do they look like when Jesus comes into them?"
N: "Red. With Jesus pictures on them."
Pause
Me: "N, is your friend's dad's name Robert? With a "tuh, tuh, t on the end?"
N: "Oh. Yah. Probably. And he's not a bad guy."
Have I mentioned how much I love this kid? :)
