I've been so taken up with this whole "Will we all get to France?" business, that I've not been recording other things that have been going on in the Parker Household.
Last week at supper.
Kelly: Mom? Can I have a straw for my milk?
Me: Yes, Kelly.
Kelly goes to get a straw.
Nate: Mom? Can I have a straw for my milk, too?
Me. Yes, Nate, you can have a straw, too.
Nate: Kelly, can you get me a straw, too?
Kelly: Nate, you can get your own straw.
Nate: Kelly? When you *DIE* do you want to go to... heaven... or to HELL?
Nate: Because if you want to go to heaven when you die, you have to bring me a straw. Because that is what Jesus would do.
What *are* they teaching him in Kindergarten, anyways?
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