Friday night, after a LONG day, I let Meryt sleep with me. It was about 12:30 and I was EXHAUSTED and she should have been. I noticed she was inspecting her knee.
Meryt: Mama, did you know I have a city on my knee?
Meryt: I have a city on my knee.
Me: You do not.
Meryt: Well, that's what the song says.
Me: WHAT?!?! (realization sets in and I bust out laughing) No, it does not say that. The song says we are a city on OUR knees. That means it would be so amazing if everyone we know loved Jesus as their savior and got on their knees and prayed to God.
Meryt: That's not what the song says, Mama. It says I have a city on my knees.
Me: No, it doesn't. (explanation again)
I feel rather pleased with myself that I've cleared up her confusion. UNTIL Saturday night at dinner when she says to H, "Dada, did you know we are on God's knees?"
I'm thinking further discussion is going to be required on this topic.
Here is the song, just in case you're curious.