Today at lunch Ethan asked, "Can God hold us in His hand?"
"Yes," we replied, wondering where his question was coming from.
"Well, how can He, when He has this big hole in his hand, with all that blood coming out?"
and then he proceeded to tell Dave that there is only one God, but we call Him different things, like God, Jesus, and Nimjack (I think he was thinking of the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego, but anyway, starting to grasp the concept of the Trinity! :)
Our theology lesson continued until Simon, desperate to reclaim some attention for himself, began blowing kisses from the end of the table. As if to say, "Don't forget about me! I can't wow you with my Bible knowledge, but I'm still pretty cute!"
And he is.