We were traveling back from my sister’s this weekend and I stopped to take a picture of Blondie and Red sitting in Paul Bunyan’s hand.  This Paul Bunyan is 25’ high.  I had taken Blondie’s picture sitting in his hand when she was small; so wanted to do the same with Red. 

We walked up and he said “wow” and I said “go sit in his hand.”  He walked over with Blondie, who promptly sat down and reached for Red – who screamed NO!  He absolutely refused.  I picked him up and sat him with Blondie and he wriggled away.  This child was afraid!  This baffled me because he generally is afraid of nothing.

Well I managed to get one squirmy picture of him and then Blondie let him go.  He backed away and looked waaaay up and said “Hi, Jesus!” 

Huh??

He kept repeating it.  “Hi Jesus!”  

So I though I’d try to sit him in the hand again.  Nothing doing.  So we left.  Red cheerfully waved good bye, “Bye, Jesus!  Bye, Jesus!”

Where on earth did he get the idea that Jesus looked like Paul Bunyan??  I don’t have any story books that have Jesus’ “picture” in it.  I never told Red that Jesus wears a red flannel shirt – or carried an ax.

Sir thought it was all very funny. 

I’m thinking now that when I pray and say “Dear Jesus” or “Lord Jesus”   - what’s going to be in Red’s mind is Paul Bunyan. 

And he’ll tell people later that he met Jesus when he was a small child……