More Astounding Theology

On our way to church this morning, I was herding everyone into the van. Ms. CP was buckling herself into the backseat. I had just secured The Banana into her rear-facing carseat in the middle on the driver’s side, and I walked around the car to buckle in Mr. Perpetual Mess. He had other plans. He likes to climb to the backseat and pretend he’s going to ride back there. I asked him to come to his seat, and of course, he didn’t listen. I told him firmly to come to his own seat, and he blatantly ignored me. I counted to three and explained that I would have to move him to his seat myself if he didn’t listen. He decided to swing like a monkey between the seats instead, so I firmly planted his tush in the carseat. And of course, he had a little snit.

So I said, “Noah, you CHOSE not to listen. God says in the Bible that you need to obey your mother.”

And he looked at me in all seriousness and calmly, yet firmly told me, “JESUS says ‘Go away Mom!”

And I could not help but to laugh. Loudly.