Dandy: You shouldn't say "shut up". It is disrespectful to each other and it makes God sad. And I think some of those other words are bad too.An other mother, who had been hovering a bit nearer, came over after to say how amazed she was to hear this little boy share his faith. I was, at first whiff of bad language, tempted to run over and whisk the kids away; I'm so glad that I didn't.
Young Woman: Who cares?
Dandy: God cares.
Young Woman: So.
Dandy: He wants you to use nice words and have happy friendships.
Young Woman: My mom talks like this and my Dad is in jail. No one cares how I talk.
Dandy: God does. He loves you.
Young Woman: What do you know?
Dandy: God loved me when I was a lonely baby in the detsky dom uhm, children's home, so I know. (Remember this is the child who told us about snuggly Jesus.)
Later we all (well not Dad) jumped into the lake. Dandy splashed right over to where a bunch of big guys (upper teenage/early 20s) were tossing the football. "Would it be okay if I played with you?" As Chickadee and I paddled about nearby, they tossed and splashed and goofed off with him. He's such a cool little guy.