Tonight we were out running a few errands when my daughter asks me.."Mom, when was the First Supper," to which I reply, "Don't you mean the Last Supper?"
She relplies, "No Mom, the First Supper!"
I then had to explain why the Last Supper was named as such and that there really wasn't a First Supper? I have never thought about this, and that it would be confusing. Isn't it funny what we take for granted as adults??
I also played with our camera today. We had some fun light coming through the kitchen window and Dane was sitting right in the light, perfect for some camera play time. So I turned off the flash (it makes for yucky lighting anyway) and snapped some photos of our baby (who is so not like a 4th child in the photo dept...I swear we take tons of photos of him!!!)