When my DS attended a Christian preschool years ago, they made a nativity with shredded wheat and a peanut representing the baby Jesus. On the way home from school that day, my son had a tantrum because I wouldn’t let him eat the baby Jesus. I had to stop at Target and he was screaming and crying, “I WANT TO EAT THE BABY JESUS!” Finally, I relented and let him eat the “baby Jesus”.
Over the years “eating the baby Jesus” has been used as a metaphor to talk about how hungry you are… e.g “ Well not hungry enough to eat the baby Jesus, but pretty hungry” ; a meter for judging how bad other Mom’s are e.g “Well she wouldn’t let her kid eat the baby Jesus” and a way to defend my embarrassing parenting behavior e.g “Well at least I didn’t say I wanted to eat the baby Jesus.”
I’m pretty sure if Heaven is real, we’re not getting in.