We were driving around town when Sophie had this conversation with me:
Sophie: Mom, when I’m a bigger teenager I will go to a different church.
Me: What do you mean, honey?
Sophie: When I get to be bigger I will go to a different church because my Bible says so. Moooom, you gotta learn things.
Me: (laughing at the irony and self assurance of my three year old telling me I needed to learn things. ) Oh, I see. Well, usually teenagers go to the same church as their parents. That’s what Sarah and Whitney do (her babysitters).
Sophie: Then you don’t have the same kind of Bible I have.
And she proceeds to read out of her piece of paper Bible from “John 87” that had nothing to do with going to another church.
This conversation still baffles me. And she loves our church so it’s not the kind of thing where she wants to go to another church or anything. She cries when she can’t go to church (like this past Sunday when she was coughing up a lung). Well, I’m just glad to know that my three year old knows I still need to learn things. She’s gets that we are all life long learners. That’s a good thing I suppose. But I still don’t like being taught false doctrine by my three year old. What version of the Bible has she got anyways? Sheeesh.