Sitting on the front porch yesterday soaking up the sun,
Elijah brought me a pecan from the yard.
Our conversation ensued:
Mom: Who made that Pecan?
Mom: What does God look like? (just making conversation)
Elijah: He wares a dress.....a God dress.
Mom: (snickering) where does he live?
Elijah: Up in the over there....in the sky.
Mom: Maybe we should go visit with him.
Elijah: We will need a "blast off" to get there.
hehehe looks like I have a little work to do ;-)