Who is Jesus?

I am doing pretty well for the most part. Fatigue is the biggest notable difference. I have to watch my diet too. I ate a little too much fruit and now I have mouth sores. Welcome to back opposite world. The world of chemotherapy where you can't have too much good food and they want you to eat lots of fat. I don't know if I will ever get used to that, but whatever! Here is a Mason story....Preschool started. This year, I was there for the first day. When I picked him up, he brought his project and it said, "Jesus loves me." He proudly gave it to me and proclaimed, "Mommy, Jesus loves me!" I said, "I know - isn't that neat!" Then, I saw the wheels turning and he looked up at me and said, "Mommy, who is Jesus?" I started explaining that he is someone that helps us and looks after us. He looked confused and I, clearly, wasn't doing a good job explaining it, so I stopped. I remembered Thomas of Thomas the Train. Mason believes in Thomas as much as Santa. Sometimes, I use Thomas with Mason. For example, I will say, "Would Thomas be proud of you for not listening to Mommy?" or during potty training, I would say, "You know, Mason, Thomas told me that if you have an accident, you don't get any more TV for that day." In fact, we have seen Thomas at the Snoqualime Railway Museum two years running and this past year, he even thanked Thomas for helping him learn how to poop and pee in the potty. This little kid looking up at a full size Thomas saying, "Thank you for helping me..." OMG! SO CUTE. So, back to the story, I said to Mason, "Jesus is kinda like Thomas, but he is not a train." The light went on in his little head and he said, "OOOOOkay!" Not sure Jesus would be happy with that explanation, but I think it worked! Have a great weekend, Ang