Why can't I hit?

Well. Today was intriguing. It was just Sass and me since Princess had some things to do. When Sass is one-on-one, she often has the strangest conversations. Today is a beautiful example of that.

Sass: "Miss Mica. Where is Jesus?"

I have to admit, the first time she asked me this last summer I had no idea what she meant or wanted me to say, since when I said 'He's everywhere' she got mad. I had to ask her mom.

Me: "He's in your heart."

Sass: "What's He doing in there?"

Me: "Well. He helps you make good choices and makes sure you know He loves you."

Sass: "Okay."

A few minutes pass while we talk about her babies and then some puzzles. Then she says...

Sass: "Miss Mica. Why can't I hit Him?"

Me: "Hit who, sweetie?"

Sass: "Jesus. Why can't I hit Him?"

Me: "Um. Well. Why would you want to?"

Sass: "Because."

Me: "Well. You can't hit Him because He's inside your heart. So that would hurt."

It was the only thing that came to my mind. Don't judge me.

Sass: "Okay."

End of conversation. I was dumbfounded and trying not to laugh all at the same time. Turns out, she got in trouble for hitting her little brother last night, so maybe that's where it came from. I have no idea.

I love you.

This post is going to be short because I have the worst migraine. Bah. Anyway, this is maybe one of my favorite conversations I've ever had with Sass. Of course, Princess needed to chime in too.

Princess and her mom came over to meet me for the first time and make sure I'd be an okay babysitter. Sass got a little jealous that Princess and I were talking, so this ensued:

Sass: "Mica."

Me: "Sass."

Sass: "I love you."

Me: "I love you too!"

This is a typical conversation for us. I'm a touchy person and when someone says something sweet like "I love you," I feel the need to touch them. So I reached out and started scratching Sass's back.

Sass: "Mica."

Me: "Sass."

Sass: "I love you."

Me: "I love you too." I was still scratching her back, mind you.

Sass: "Good. Stop touching me."

Princess: "Um. Miss What's your name?"

Me: "Mica."

Princess: "Right. Miss Mica, I love you too."

Me: "Well, I love you too Princess."

Princess "You can scratch my back."

Ah. Nothing like love.