Grandma H. and I went to Ash Wednesday service tonight while Duane stayed home with the boys. I got home just as Wesley went to bed. Lucky for me, he forgot his bear on the living room floor, so I picked up the bear and went up to Wesley's room. I sat on the bed and handed Wesley his bear, when I noticed that Wesley was looking at me funny.
Wesley: What's that on your head? (pointing to the cross of ashes on my forehead)
Mommy: I went to church tonight and Pastor Art put a cross on my forehead. (Yes, I know this is a REALLY simple explanation, but Wesley is only three!)
Wesley: (looking confused and touching the cross) Did it hurt?
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