Mae's theory on God.

We were driving home from Christmas shopping, just me and Mae.  We were excited and exhausted.  I looked in the rear view mirror to see Mae staring thoughtfully out her window, pondering away as she is so accustomed to doing.  I saw an idea spark in her eyes and she suddenly sat straight up (as opposed to her previous slunched-over postural position) and asked, "Mom?  Who decided that God gets to be God?"  I told her that I'd had that exact same thought many times.  She then asked, "And HOW did he get way up in the clouds before there were planes?"  I laughed but didn't respond.  She sat back and looked out her window again.  I figured she had already moved on to new and different thoughts and wonderments.

After a few minutes, she again shot upright, this time with a touch of wild in her eyes.  She exclaimed, "I KNOW!!!"  I asked, "Know what?"  And she said, "I know how he got up there.  God.  In the clouds."  I asked, "Oh...how?"  She explained, "Well, he's SO old, right?  So he must be SO old that he was here before gravity, just floating around and going wherever he wanted.  And one day he must have been in the clouds and that's when gravity showed up.  So he fell onto a cloud and he's been stuck up there ever since."

Mae crossed her arms, nodded her head and sat back looking quite pleased with herself.  She then moved on to new and different thoughts, having conquered her own confusion.

I really like her way of thinking.