Tonight, when we got home, Lance was trying to open the door on his side to get out of our white sedan. We were trying to explain to him that he needs to get out on the other side that we had opened for him because the doors have child-proof locks. On our walk inside, he asked,
"Where's the child?"
I told him that HE is the child, and that the lock is there to keep him safe.
He exclaimed, "I am not the child! I am a Child of God!"
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