The little paper attached to the turkey is where Alex wrote what he's thankful for...
"I'm thankful for Jesus."
Now, this is a very nice thing to write, but it caught me by surprise as we are not a religious family, and have rarely attended any services. My curiosity got the best of me, so I asked him where he learned about Jesus.
"The hotel that Dad took me to."
"What? What hotel?"
"You know, the hotel that Dad and I went to and we learned about Jesus and where he came from."
"Ummmm, no, I do not know about that hotel...Oh. Are you thinking of the church Daddy took you to?"
"OHHHHH! Yes, that's what I meant. The church."
"Ok. Good good. And if you could not tell people that Daddy took you to a hotel to learn about God, that would be good."
He's gonna get people thinking very differently about his father with talk like that.
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