Last night it stormed and Weston was fascinated. It brought up the subject of the things God has made (i.e. thunder, lightning, etc.).
This morning at the breakfast table, he drops this line:
"Jesus made poop, Mom."
Ya'll can go ahead and jot that in the "Notes" section of your Bible for free. Right next to where God created the sound of farts.
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