This from the Little Monkey, 5, as she sets up a circus in her bedroom. (Some would say it’s always a circus.)
LM: “Dad, we’re a bit like God’s dollhouse, aren’t we?”
Me: (Isn’t it a bit early in the morning for theological discussions?) “Errr, that’s one way of looking at things. Nice thinking.”
LM: “And God is a lot like Santa, isn’t he?”
Me: “In what ways?”
LM: “Well, they both want little children to be good.”
Where does she get this stuff from?