Laci: Is God real?
Me: Yes.
Laci: Where is God?
Me: We can't see God.
Laci: Is god the sun?
Me: No, but he made the sun.
Laci: Is God in the dirt?
Me: No, but he made the dirt.
Laci: Is God going to die?
Me: No, he isn't a person like us.
Laci: Does he have eyes like us?
Me: Not really. He isn't a person like is.
Laci: Can he see us?
Me: Yes.
Laci: Does he look like this?
At this point, she closes her eyes and starts swaying her head side to side in a sort of Ray Charles fashion. And sorry, but I had to hide my hysterical laughter in my shoulder as I asked her to please finish her dinner. And even as I'm typing this, I can't help but chuckle at the thought of God sitting at a piano with big dark glasses on, "watching" us from heaven.
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