So, as I posted in my last blog, we've been having a lot of religious discussions in this house. We've been answering one of Maddy's questions, "Who is God?", by telling her that God is the one who made everything. Somehow, we failed to realize that, being a 3 year old, she would take this to the far literal extreme. "Why don't my shoes have bows on them? Oh, because God didn't make them that way." On the bright side, she is answering some of her own questions. "Mommy, why isn't there a tiger in the picture? Because God didn't make one there." "Did God make this road?" Trying to explain that sometimes God gives people ideas about how to make things out of what he made just hasn't really computed....at all. The other day she had a little string unraveling from her undies that was bothering her and she wanted me to cut it off. I got the scissors and as I was about to snip the offending string, she cautioned me, ...
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