Tuesday, November 14, 2006
God is always the answer
The scene: Trapped in the car, with nowhere to go. Of course.

Garrett: Was I at your wedding when you married Daddy?

Me: No, you weren't there.

Garrett: Then where was I?

Me: You just weren't there.

Garrett: Was I at Nana's?

Me: No.

Garrett: Was I at my little school?

Me: *sigh* No. There was no Garrett when I married Daddy.

Garrett: But then where was I????

Me: God was just waiting to give you to me and Daddy.

Garrett: How did God give me to you?

Me: You grew in my tummy, after Daddy and I were married.

Garrett: But how did I get into your tummy? And how did I get out?

Me: Well, um, eh, uh, because God can just do very special things. *turns radio up as loud as possible*

I don't think I like Four. I would like to go back to the Spitting Up-Crying All Day-Eating All Night phase, please.


9 Comments:

Blogger Lost A Sock said...

Haha!! I have had this same discussion with KJ, and similarly, I tell him that he was still in heaven waiting to be born. I don't know that I really believe that, but telling him he was a twinkle in his fathers eye is so not cool.

Blogger debi said...

You always bring a smile to my heart.

Blogger Carrie said...

You totally pulled it off! I think I might tell my future children that I caught them in the ocean or something bought them at the grocery store.
*This might be the reason why God is holding off on me having a child of my own to torment. :)

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ha Ha! I told my kiddos they were gifts from god and then I hide my wedding picture! Ahhh to do things bassakwards.E

Blogger crazycatlady said...

Oh, how hilarious...the things kids come up with. I can't wait to torment my future kids with bazaar answers to their questions...heehee!

Anonymous Anonymous said...

That's only the beginning. Good luck is all I can say.

Anonymous Anonymous said...

In my experience, if it can't be explained without going into too much detail the answer is always God or Santa Clause, lol.

Blogger Silly Hily said...

For what's it's worth, I love 4. That is, I love G being 4 b/c it's funny to read about.
I will be calling you and Mol in a couple of years asking for advice though when Silly Girl starts asking questions like these b/c seriously, how in the hell are you supposed to explain those things to them at such a young age?

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wait a minute - you have to figure out ways to tell kids about this stuff!? Gah - you'd better figure it out before Zoe asks, 'cause then I can just copy whatever you say ;)

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