Imagination

Don't you love the smell of church on a Sunday morning? Donuts, coffee, cheap perfume. Seriously, it's a comfortable smell you keep from your childhood similar to chocolate chip cookies and rain. Today we were off to our normal routine; Sunday school at 9:45 followed by service at 11:00. This particular morning church was a buzz welcoming our new pastoral candidate. Needless to say, attendance was high. We made it through almost the entire service without incident (Ana even went up for the children sermon by herself) but quickly realized we weren't going to make it. 

After receiving communion we were quietly waiting for the rest of the congregation to finish when Anabelle started to complain VERY loudly that she was SOOOO hungry and couldn't wait for church to be over to eat something. Trying desperately to get her to be quiet I started frantically digging in my purse to try and find something she could eat. The only thing I could come up with was a Hershey's Kiss - Cherry Cordial. At that point my biggest fear was the mess it would make, but it was a risk I was willing to take if it meant she was quiet for awhile. I never expected what happened next. Anabelle bit into the candy, chewed for a moment, then loudly exclaimed (not once, but twice), "LOOK MOMMY, this is filled with Jesus' blood."

From there it only got better....
On the way home from church Anabelle yelled, "OH MY GOSH! I forgot to tell you guys somefin! One time with Waylou (Grandma) and Papa, we saw a hippopotamus in the middle of the road. It was dead, and the firefighters had to come pick it up with a shovel and they buried it in the field!" We asked her if she was positive it was a hippopotamus thinking maybe she meant a possum or raccoon instead. After telling us that yes, it was in fact a black hippopotamus we were home. I pulled out the computer and showed her this image, trying to prove her claim impossible, when she only just promptly confirmed, "Yep! That's what it looked like!" 

I cant make this stuff up people.