I thought today's car conversations should be documented as evidence as to why I might eventually go completely batty.
Me: Wyatt, look at that 18 wheeler!
W: that one?
W: the one with brown on the back?
W: the one with all those wheels?
W: the one that has the R on it?
W: the one right there?
W: the one that has blue and green writing, too?
W: oh, I see it.
upon presentation of the cut-out person from Kidville which has blue and green scribbles and blue googly eyes and says "God Made all People" on the back.
W: I made that Mommy, and it's for yooooouuu!
Me: Thank you! I love it.
W: It has blue and green.
Me: I see that. What does it say?
W: the teacher wrote my name on it.
Me: And what were you learning about?
W: It's me! And it's for yoooouuu! I missed you, Mommy!
Me: I missed you, too. Did you learn about people today?
W: I don't know.
Me: Do you know what this says?
Me: It says, "God made all people."
W: It's me! God made me!
Me: That's right. Did you talk about that at Kidville today?
W: I don't know. God made me.
Me: That's right.
W: And God made yoooouuuu, and Natalie and Daddy and Millie and trees and those signs.
Me: Yep, God made all people and animals and trees.
W: And those signs.
Me: Well, God made the people that made those signs, but he didn't make the signs.
W: Oh. (pause) How about those signs?
Me: He made people and animals and trees, and people make those signs.
W: Oh. Then I think he made that truck.