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Hm. On the drive home last night, Lizzy says, oh yeah, she thinks God is real! She was just feeling cranky late last night. That's why she said He was pretend.
(are my hot buttons THAT obvious? Scary.)
She said, "I also said that because, well, He's never come over to our house." (again with the Santa Claus and Easter Bunny stuff, I guess.)
I explained that God isn't like a person; you can't SEE Him. But He's very real.
I asked if she'd ever wondered where all the people, and the whole world, came from.
"Hm. No," she said. "Where?"
"From God!" I said. "He made it all. And He loves us all, too."
Matt said he believed that, too. We all agreed that that's what we all thought.
Good for now, I guess.