Saturday, July 12, 2008

And instead of casino chips you get The Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Chicky: "Mommy, is that a castle?!"

Me: "No, Hon. That's a church."

Chicky: "A church? What's a church?"

Me: "Uh..."

Mr. C: "Uh..."

Me: "That's where people go to... Uh..."

Mr. C: "Yeah, that's where they go to... Um..."

Me to Mr. C: "Oh God, how do I explain praying to her?"

Chicky: "Do they go there to play games?" Praying/Playing. Whatever.

Mr. C: "Yes! They go there to play games. Lots of fun mind games. And if you play the game correctly you get to go to heaven."

Chicky: "Oh. I don't think I like those kinds of games."

Me: "I won't argue with you there, kid."

18 comments:

Assertagirl said...

At least you used the word "God" in there somewhere...

I can't even begin to imagine how touchy that can be! We're godless heathens over here...

moosh in indy. said...

OH! Your awkwardness makes up for when I have to booze and coffee to my kid.

moo said...

BEST. STORY. EVER.

Play Games said...

Was that a joke or a recount of what happened.?

If God created people to worship him wouldn't that make him selfish.

SciFi Dad said...

Great story.

As the child of an agnostic (yours truly) and a non-practicing member of the United Church, my daughter has been told that church is a place some people go because it helps them feel better inside.

Made sense to us at the time, and it satisfied her curiosity.

Fairly Odd Mother said...

You guys are too much. With all your awkward replies, you know Chicky will probably decide she MUST see what is really going on in there.

My parents were smart. They sent me to church with neighbors---'saved my soul' without having to spend the time.

Pgoodness said...

LOVE IT! My son always says, "Hey, there's the place with the T on the sign!" Yeah, that's a cross cuz it's a church....oops....

Velma said...

That sounds about right to me. Then again, my girl asked "Who is Jesus again?" when we were at a family function. Since she was 6 it was pretty obvious to everyone that we were heathens.

The Domesticator said...

*snicker* Mind games. I like that ;-)

Not Afraid to Use It said...

That is classic. I keep telling my daughter that she can only talk about her "Goddess Mother" in front us us. Not in front of the grandparents, and certainly not at the Baptist Church that runs her preschool.

Redneck Mommy said...

Yer such a heathen.

It's why I love you so.

Wink, wink.

Mandy said...

We (non-believers) recently had to go to Mass with my inlaws as they were renewing their 45 year old wedding vows.

Nate kept asking, "When's the show going to be over?"

Jake took the easy road out and just fell asleep.

All Adither said...

Yeah. I never know what to say either.

nomotherearth said...

Now that's funny. My dad (a minister) would love this.

kittenpie said...

Oh, boy. I am totally awkward about this stuff, too, but figure I have to take the road of building respect for other people's faiths, since she's getting older. I'm actually brewing a post for playdate on picture books that address this, so I'll try and remember to let you know when it goes up!

on a side note, can I tell you how sad I am that you can't make it to BFF this weekend? Seriously. I'm crying in my water, since I can't drink anything good.

Jaelithe said...

Heh. Heh heh heh.

TRS said...

Wow. I didn't know you were a heathen.

I think the 'mind game' bit was overwrought. I'm sure you'll get a chance to be more pragmatic with her sometime in the next 15 years.

As a practicing and faithful Catholic... I like SciFi Dad's response. At least you can teach kids to respect other people's faith - then she can expect them to respect her non-faith in return.

Respectfully,
TRS

Emily said...

I'm loving the responses everyone's giving - will bank them for the future. Loving SciFi Dad's answer! And love your retort!