My 2-year-old is smarter than I am…

My 2-year-old already knows the Bible better than I do.

Every night before bed, my wife and I read a couple stories to my daughter, Nev.  First we read from her children’s Bible, then we pray, and finally we read one of her other storybooks.

The past couple of nights we’ve been reading about Elijah, and tonight we read about Elisha.  After finishing the story, my daughter asked me, “Daddy, where’s shee-buh?”

Not knowing exactly what she was talking about, I started guessing.  “Do you mean eee-lie-juh?”

She wrinkled her face. “No Daddy, shee-buh in duh Bible.”  (She obviously knew that I didn’t have a clue what I was talking about.)

I guessed again: “Do you mean a zee-bra?”  I began flipping through pages, and found an illustration of some (non-Zebra) horses.

She politely considered the pictures.  “No Daddy, shee-buh.”

At a loss, I simply began thumbing through illustrations from the past handful of nights.

“Right der!” she exclaimed, pointing at a page.

Sure enough, right there riding on a camel was the Queen of Sheba, visiting with King Solomon.  “Ohh, shee-buh.“

She smiled. “That’s right, Daddy!”

(I guess that’s what happens when her first year of life was spent at a Bible college!)