The sun is shining. We plonk ourselves down on the beach. The 3 year old looks out past the shimmering sea to the horizon:
'How do you make sea'? he queries.
'Erm...'
'And how do you make sand?' he carries on shoving a handful of it at my face.
I pull my lazy parenting jumper on. 'God makes it' I reply lying back with my eyes closed.
He pauses to consider the awesomeness of this new information. I picture his mind exploding.
'And chocolate? Does God make chocolate?'
Then again, maybe not.
