big guy & little guy
olivia loves to talk about god. she is constantly asking questions. most of the time, i'm not really sure how to answer her. sometimes i don't think the "simple faith of a child" applies to her.
her main complaint lately about god is that she can't see him. it drives her nuts! last night she was so frustrated she said "mom, i want god to get out of my body so i can see him!"
later at bedtime...
olivia: mom, which one is the big guy and which one is the little guy?
(i had no idea who she was referring to. finally after much guessing...)
me: do you mean god & jesus?
olivia: yeeeeees.
me: well, i guess god is the big one.
olivia: ok, then jesus is the little one.
she proceeded to show me with her hands how big each one was. then she settled on the following description...
olivia: so god must be 65 and jesus is 45.














