Theology

A true conversation from this morning, which Marmot Dad told me "please blog. Please blog now."

E: I was so scared last night until you told me I didn't have a crack in my eye (she dreamed that she did). (pause) Mommy, why did you pray to Heavenly Father that I would only have good dreams, and then I had a bad dream?

Mom: (stymied)

M, the junior theologist: well, maybe Heavenly Father will help you some time (meaning some other time).

E: He helps me all the time.

M: Because he loves little children. (pause) And we are children. (another pause) I dreamed about the Jungle Book last night.

(In)credulity

Thing Two: Santa Claus doesn't really exist right? (this is what we tell the kids--to save trouble and despair down the road)

Marmot Mamma: right

Thing Two: (pause) But we got presents last year at Christmas . . .

MM: . . . . .

Thing Two: (long pause and thoughtful look with big, innocent eyes) . . . Why?

another conversation

Thing Two: When will Heavenly Father come out of heaven?

MM: ummmm, I don't know.

Thing Two: Maybe heaven is near India. (The girls are fascinated with India these days because they've watched The Jungle Book. Thing One wants us to move there and plans to take her bike so she can get around without riding an elephant.)