Growing, Changing, Evolving Questions

Last night my hubbie had to work late, late so I went to my parent's house for dinner. I took the boys with me. We had a great time visiting with Mom and Dad and the boys enjoyed playing outside.

On our way home, Eli fell asleep before we even got a mile down the road. That was just fine with me. He was already in his pajamas. Dylan and I started talking. Just a few miles from my parent's house we saw a police officer on the side of the road with his lights on so that is where our conversation begins.

Why is the police officer on the side of the road?
Probably because he pulled someone over for going to fast?
Well, how does he pull somebody over?
He drives behind you and turns his lights on and you just know you are supposed to pull over?
How do you know you're supposed to pull over?
In the United States of America, the law is...if an officer turns on his lights behind you, you are supposed to pull over to the side of the road?
Are we Americans, Mommy?
Yes!
Why are we Americans?
You are an American because you were born in the United States of America and because your Dad and I are Americans. Your Dad and I are Americans because our parents were Americans.
You weren't born in America, Mommy.
No, I wasn't. Even though I was born in a different country, I am still an American because my parents are Americans.
Were you ever a baby, Mommy?
Yes, I was a baby and then I got older and grew up and had babies of my own. You are one of my babies.
Where was I when you were a baby?
You weren't even thought of when I was a baby. Well, I hadn't thought about you and Daddy hadn't thought about you, but God already thought about you. He knew when you would be born. He knows when you'll die. He knows everything about what you're going to do in your life.
Why does God know all that stuff?
He's God. He knows everything!
Why is he God?
Uh, Uh, Uh, because He just is. He is God.

Then, I didn't know what else to say...so I said let's play a game. And we moved on to a game without another question. Isn't it absolutely amazing how a child's mind works. I don't know about your kids, but that Dylan of mine is always making me think. I love him so much and his questions (usually) make me love him even more.