The other night, Big Sister and I were saying our good nights. She's pretty good at stalling, especially this night as it her last day at daycare the next day.
We both said our I Love You's and she followed it up with "I love everybody. I love God and Jesus, and you."
Then, she asked me why God and Jesus were both boys and why they aren't any women in Heaven.
Small body. Big mind.
I told her there were other women in Heaven. Mary, Martha, grandparents, etc.
She said, "Mama! I know. There must be a Mrs. Jesus."
I was speechless.