My conversation with Grayson this afternoon on the way to the park. We had been talking about how 2 of his buddies had moved and now lived in new houses.
G: Mommy, where's Marshall's new house?
M: In Belville.
G: Mommy, where's Wes' new house?
M: In Conroe.
G: Mommy, where's our new house?
M: I don't know, ask God.
G: Mommy, where's God?
M: God's in heaven (OK, OK, prime opportunity to talk about the omnipresence of God, but mommy's brain was tired from all the previous why questions!)
G: I want to go to heaven and talk to God.
M: You can talk to God now through prayer.
G: God, where's my new house? (The tone was hilarious - but I loved the sincere, honest, straightforward approach; can we say childlike faith?)
Awesome!
ReplyDeleteLG
Too cute!
ReplyDeleteG: Mommy, where's God?
ReplyDeleteM: God's in heaven
That'll bite you in the butt later. You give 10 right answers, they won't remember them. You give one wrong answer, they will be acting confused 5 years later.