My four year old son came in yesterday with a fist full of hay, left over from the bunny that died recently. He said, "Can I have some hot water?" "What do you want hot water for," I asked. "I want to sacwifice some hay."
Today we finally got out of him what he was sacrificing hay for. He wanted it to go to heaven so the bunny would have something to eat.
There's a theological lesson in here somewhere.