Crayons (drawing): I'm making a picture of God.
(Note from Mama Squirrel: I was not so sure about this, re violating one of the Ten Commandments and so on, but since I know that God and Jesus are interchangeable in Crayons' mind, I murmured something like "okay.")
Crayons: Does God have a wife?
Mama Squirrel: No.
Crayons: Oh...why not? Did she die then?
Mama Squirrel: No...God just doesn't need a wife, he's enough all by himself.
(Pause to draw some more)
Crayons: Does God have wings? I'm drawing wings.
Mama Squirrel: No, God's everywhere. He doesn't need wings.
Crayons: (as scornfully as a four-year-old can say this) Humph. Well, then, how is he supposed to FLY, then?
(Note to self: I think we need to sing some of those Judy Rogers catechism songs again.)