Conversation with Lindsay tonight before bed:
Lindsay: Where did we get that picture? (talking about a picture on her bedroom wall)
Me: It came with the house
Lindsay: Who made this house?
Me: a Construction company
Lindsay: Maybe it was God, maybe he gave it to us
Me: Well, God made the trees that made the wood that built the house
Lindsay: Maybe God gave us our bikes
Me: I think people made our bikes. God gave us big things like the sun, the sky and the trees, our family
Me: You can talk to God when you are by yourself
Lindsay: I can't talk to him, he doesn't know me
Me: Yes, he does, he knows everyone because he is special
Lindsay: How can I go see him?
Me: We can't, he's too far away
Lindsay: But what street do we drive on to get there?
Me: We can't drive there
Lindsay: Oh, he's up in the sky, right?
Me: That's right
Lindsay: I bet an airplane would know the way
