even better

On Sunday we were walking to church (we can do that at Grandma's house) and it was hot.... like 90 degrees at 9am.  The wind was blowing the hot breeze in our faces.  It felt like a hair dryer.
Of course someone complained.

"It is sooooooooooo hot."
And I said, "Well, if you think it's hot now, just wait until after church.  We'll be like..."

I paused here, trying to think of something good, like a melting popsicle in the hot sun, or an egg in a frying pan...
But June finished my sentence for me.

"Like JESUS!"