My Mommy has figured out that the best way to get my attention when she has something important to talk to me about is to let me help her bake in the kitchen. So, this weekend I learned all about how Jesus came down from heaven and died on the cross because he loves me so much. I also learned that every time I'm naughty, I should tell Jesus that I'm sorry, and because of how much he loves me he'll forget about it right away! This was a very good lesson for me to learn, but if you ask me, my Mommy should have been baking this cake with Eliza. She may look sweet and innocent, but that little sister of mine has a definite mischevious side!