Dinner Time Conversation:

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Christian: Maybe it took all kinds of gods to make the world. Maybe God just needed some help. The Egyptians had lots of gods.



Tommy: But they weren't real.



Dereck: When people need to attribute things to a god, they make gods in images they can understand. Like, look at the piano. Do you love the piano?



Sam: No.



Dereck: Do you love your mom?



All: Yes.



Dereck: Then you are going to make a god like your mom, right?



Tommy and Christian to me: Hi, God!



Christian: But maybe there was a huge war in heaven because the devil was jealous of God.



Jen puts down her fork and looks at Christian: Where did you hear that?



Christian: In Santa versus the Snowman.







After Dinner Conversation



Dereck: Well, he's right. That is what that movie is about.



Christian: So, maybe there are lots of gods.



Jen: But God said there aren't. He said there is only one God.



Christian: But maybe that isn't true. Maybe he just said that to trick us because he is a tricky God.



Bedtime Conversation:



Sam: I wonder why I get to sleep so much easier here than at Dad's.



Jen: (Kissing Sam tons on the cheeks, making squeaky noises.)



Sam: Mom, stop it. That's just plain weird.

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