Religion, spirituality, and God in general are a rather confused topic in this household. Consequently we haven’t done much in the way of discussing this with the kids. However, the preschool that Brenden attends is through a Methodist church and every Wednesday they have chapel time. Occasionally Brenden will come home singing something about the Lord or something else that never ceases to throw me off just a bit.

One day he was talking to me about how he learned that God was up in the sky, and to him that meant in space. He’s not God to Brenden though, he’s Gourd, which I can only assume is a cross between Lord and God. A few days later Brenden told me that Gourd made us on the wing of his spaceship in space but he was deeply concerned about how we got down to earth from way up there in space. He decided we all must have slid down his tongue.

Right before Christmas he told me that he thought Gourd was just pretending he made us but that it was really Santa Clause that did it.

I absolutely love is version of things—something only a kid could come up with!