Today was a hectic day.  BG and I were in the car, driving around, running errands.  BG was in a good mood - I think she enjoys the mommy-and-me time.  Anyway, we had run several errands already, the day was ending and it was getting to be dusk, so I commented on how beautiful the sky looked.  BG looked up at the sky and without hesitation said:

"It's just the sky wearing a beautiful dress, mama, that's all."

To which my jaw dropped and I went "huh?"       


Me:  "That's very interesting imagery, where did you get it from, sweetie?"

She paused for a moment and very nonchalantly said, "It just came from my brain."

Me:   "Yeah, and how did it get there?"  Implying that maybe she had heard that phrase elsewhere.

Her response?  "God put it there." With a "like, duh!" tone.

Alrighty then!


Just as I thought our profound conversation was over, she asked, "So, how old is God, anyway?"  (This was residual from a conversation we'd had earlier in the week about celebrating Jesus' Birthday (since Christmas is coming up).  I got out if it that time by saying that we don't celebrate his birthday but his birth! - Ha!  And I thought it was over))!

Me:  "Very old."

BG:  After a short pause  "So, if God made us, who made God?"

O Lord, here we go.  Me:  That's only the age-old question of all time, ever!!!! a very good question and no one knows because God is older than we all are and we just don't know."

BG:  "So when I go to heaven maybe I can ask God that question?"

Me:  "Absolutely."

BG, sorta muttering to herself:  So, how would I get to heaven, anyway?  I'd have to take an airplane... mutter, mutter, mutter...

O Lord, do all kids ask these questions?!!  I think I want to take a rain check for when she asks where babies come from!!  I fear it's right around the corner!