So we were sitting around the kitchen table, just me and the kids. Mr. Santos was at school. We had just finished our scripture reading and memorization. We had sung songs to the Lord and then I gave a short but brilliant little message on the morning Bible reading. The children were staring at me enthralled with every word I said, soaking up every word: the spiritual food I wanted to feed their soul with.
Sophia scrunched up her nose and said, "Mom, may I ask you a question?"
"Of course, my love." My Bible was open and I was ready for anything.
"Mom, how many worms would you eat for a brand new bike?"