Boo: Do you think we should pray for the devil tonight?
….that’s what I overheard Boo ask my mother the night of the Boston marathon bombing. I had to Google that one.
I tried the next day to change her context of the word “marathon” by impressing her with feats of endurance:
Me: See this guy? He ran the Boston Marathon…he ran for 2 hours straight.
Boo: 2 hours?! without even TURNING?
Then it’s just too much:
Boo: I don’t want to know about any more bad stuff in the world.
Me: But I always want you to hear it from me first.
Boo: It’s too scary.
Me: I know, but we need to pray for them.
Boo: How about I don’t know……and then YOU pray for them?
And then I saw this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=JlzQv6O7fho