Tristan is describing the tree house he will someday build. (Given his obsession with Lego and constant speculation on the kind of home — and now tree house — he will build when he grows up, I’m thinking we’ve got a future architect on our hands.)
“And it will have at least two secret passages,” he continues. “And a pool with a diving board. A really, really high diving board, as high as the clouds. And a waterslide. A waterslide all the way to the sky.”
“So the people in heaven can slide down?” Simon asks, causing me to snort coffee up my nose just a little bit.
“Yeah,” agrees Tristan, “so all the people in heaven can slide down. Even God. I bet he’d love to slide down my waterslide.”
“But not Jesus,” says Simon.
I can’t help myself. “Why not Jesus, Simon?”
“Because he’s dead,” replies Simon with all the exasperation a four-year-old can muster.
Hmmm, I guess he’s ready for Catholic school after all.
Simon is our next-gen Nietzsche — “Jesus is dead.” No eternal life for the man who made it all possible… Hmm: how interesting. Count me in for the Heaven’s Gate Waterslide, tho. I love a good splash!
Captcha = Sheekard’s Moses. .. (.. Sheekard? Is he dead?)
LOL! I love this!!!