I have no idea what brings these conversations up. But, what would be natural than the following dialogue after having spent the day at EPCOT…
Lily: “How did Jesus die on the cross?”
Me: “Well, he was hung on it…”
Lily: “Did someone shoot him?”
Claire: “You, see, Lily, they drove nails through either his hand or wrists, they’re not really sure…”
At this point I zoned out, aware that I had one daughter to smart for her own good, while the other was questioning what gauge was used by the Romans to snuff Christ.