A Conversation

N~: When are we real, and the earth is real?

Sean: What?

N~: Repeats question.

Sean: Um, we are real.

N~: Why are we real?

Me: Well, because God made us real. (At this point, I shrug my shoulders at Sean as we exchange looks of utter confusion.)

N~: God couldn’t do that! He can’t fly! Anyhow, he’s dead.

Sean and I together: God’s not dead!

Sean starts to expand on the fact that God isn’t dead…

W~: Yes he is! The lion made him dead.


Sometimes, being a mom makes my brain hurt.


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