The God Talk

Eden and I had the following interesting conversation on the way to Kroger this evening. One of those cute conversations that you never want to forget.

Eden: Mommy, Suns don't talk.
Mommy: You're right, Eden. The sun doesn't talk.
Eden: (now very proud of herself) Nope, suns don't talk
Mommy: Well, there's only one sun...and no, it doesn't talk. (then trying to get philisophical with my two year old) You know, God made the sun. God made the moon, the stars...he made it all for us. Wasn't that sweet of him?
Eden: Where is God?
Mommy: He's in heaven. Heaven's way up in the sky.



Eden: I'm gonna dress up to be God and ur gonna dress up like fireworks.
Mommy: You're dress up like God? (Making sure I'd heard her right)
Eden: Yup! And ur gonna be fireworks and Daddy's gonna be fireworks and Isla...(must have changed her mind)Isla no. Isla not gonna be fireworks. (Do I sense jealousy?)
Mommy: Hmm...I think we better just stick with your monkey costume.