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From The Mouths of Babes…

Lit­tle boy (point­ing at large cru­ci­fix in grave­yard): What is that guy do­ing?
Babysit­ter: That’s Je­sus.
Lit­tle boy: But why is he bloody? Is he dead?
Babysit­ter: Yes.
Lit­tle boy: But Je­sus is still alive, is­n’t he? Why would some­body kill Je­sus? And why would they make him go up on that thing?
Babysit­ter: You know what? It’s a com­pli­cat­ed sto­ry and we’ll talk about it lat­er.
Lit­tle boy: Bloody Je­sus is scary.

Mis­sion San­ta Bar­bara, Cal­i­for­nia

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Lit­tle girl: What col­or is your bed?
Pa­tient babysit­ter: Blue.
Lit­tle girl: What col­or is your bath­room?
Pa­tient babysit­ter: Red.
Lit­tle girl: What col­or is your un­der­wear?
Pa­tient babysit­ter: Sweet­ie, I’m not telling you that!
Lit­tle girl: That’s okay, I’ll see it when you bend over.

Seat­tle, Wash­ing­ton

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Babysit­ter: My dog gets hot walk­ing.
Sev­en-year-old: How can you tell?
Babysit­ter: He sticks his tongue out, and his fur is re­al­ly warm.
Sev­en-year-old: Some­times when I’m out in the sun my hair feels hot.
Babysit­ter: Yeah, now imag­ine you have hair all over your body.
Sev­en-year-old: Like my dad.

St. Louis, Mis­souri