I was running an errand this evening after I dropped the big kids off at church. Baby E was sitting in the back seat talking to himself and to me at regular intervals. After a little while I noticed that he had started singing two lines…

He died me. He died you. 

In a sing song fashion he repeated this phrase over and over again, becoming clearer and clearer each time.

“Did he die for you?” I asked him.

“Yes!! He died me. He died you!!!” He shouted.

“Did Jesus die for you?” I responded.

“Yes! Jesus died me. Jesus died you!”

It was cute to hear the words coming from his mouth, even though he doesn’t understand the full immensity of them.