I was getting John some milk this afternoon. It was a half gallon from Trader Joes. John turns to me and says, "Look, Jesus is having milk." I said, "I beg your pardon?" He said, "Look, there's Jesus." He made me turn the carton around and showed me the image of a man with a beard milking a cow. It's good that he knows who Jesus is, but we need to help him distinguish between people with beards and The G.O.D. If we're not careful, he'll stop calling the Orthodox Jews cowboys and start calling them Jesus. I think they'd much rather be called cowboys than Jesus. Don't you?
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