Awkward question time ...

While contemplating the disappearance of the recently deceased goldfish the other day, Ben nonchalantly posed me the following question:

Why didn't I see Jesus come into the house

I don't exactly know from where this religious stuff gets into his head. It's certainly not from me.

I assume his logic stemmed from a conversation with someone " where's the fish". "Jesus took him".

I thought the one the other week was funnier. As we drove past a cemetery on Winchester Blvd he said "I don't see many people go in there", which puzzled me so I enquired what he meant. He replied " That's where people go to go and live with Jesus".