Caleb (a.k.a. Tay-yub My life as a 2 year old)

I am a big boy now.  I know that because Today I got to go to school.  I played with Thomas the train and I built a block tower.  I didn’t want to paint with my hands on the paper because then my hands would be dirty.  I rode the bikes outside around and around and around.  I saw the puppets sheep and cow.  The cow threw the sheep’s toy and it wasn’t nice, but then they talked to each other and were nice again.  I had lunch there too.  We had apples and crackers and cheese, it was yummy.  They even have little pottys there so I can go potty all by myself.  And I can wash my hands all by myself too.
My teachers said that I did very good and I get to come back again. I told mommy that and she said I get to go again on Thursday, then again and again and again.
I love my new school.

On the way home after Awana…

“Mommy, Jesus died on a cross”

“You’re right, do you know what happened to him?”

“He carry his cross all the way to the mountain. Then he had the thing on his head and it didn’t feel good”

“Then what happened?”

“He was stuck there and the girls cried all the way on the mountain because they didn’t want Jesus to die on the cross”

“He stayed there?”

“No the bright angel moved the big heavy rock in the tube (tomb) and told the girls ‘He’s not here. Your Jesus is alive!’  And he was all better and is happy now.”