We have an old CD of children's songs that teach Bible verses, and we listen to it in the car sometimes. C really loves it.
Today, after a very long morning, I told her to go upstairs and change her clothes. She gave me her defiant face, stomped her foot, and began whining about everything in general and nothing in particular. I told her that I was tired of her attitude and I needed her to stop whining and giving me faces. Then I sent her upstairs.
I followed her a few minutes later. When I walked into her room, she was sitting on the floor in her natural state . She looked me right in the eye and quoted a verse. "Quench not the spirit!"
Now it's time to find a CD of Christian hermeneutics songs, I think.