A few months ago some friends had a baby. A little boy with a lot of issues. He's had a number of surgeries already and he's not even six months old. Poor little guy.
However, he's doing MUCH MUCH MUCH better now! And growing like a weed, I must say!
Sunday morning his parent's had him dedicated. It was sweet and I may have cried a bit. They have been through so much with that little dude! God, bless them! I can't imagine being in their situation.
Anyway . . .
Have you ever tried to explain dedication to a four year old?
The Kid: Mommy, what are they doing?
Me: *Thinking face* Umm *More thinking face* Well, they're giving him to God.
The Kid: *Pouty face and very nearly quivering lip*
He though they were going to give the poor little guy away, literally.
Me: No, he's not going anywhere. They're dedicating him.
That's right, Toni, repeat that word he didn't understand in the first place.
The Kid: Mommy, was I dedicated?
Me: Yup, we had you dedicated.
The Kid: Did you take me to Heaven?
Me: No, Baby, we didn't take you to heaven.
At this point he seemed to lose interest in the conversation. Thank goodness! I didn't know what else to say! lol
I told the baby's Mommy after church. She has a daughter around the Kid's age as well. She said "We had the same conversation with Dee. She wanted to know why we were giving him away already."
I love kids!