5 is so Very Interesting

Sometimes I wish I could figure out how her mind works. Other times I'm glad I can't.

We've been having discussions about Jesus. Guaranteed to make your head hurt and/or your eye twitch uncontrollably. Blood may even squirt out your ears.

I'm just sayin'.

This is how it usually goes:

Grace: "Jesus lives at our house, right?"
Me: "Yep. Jesus lives at our house."
Grace: "I don't think Jesus lives at our house."
Me: "Well, he does."
Grace: "Where is He? Is He a good hider?"
Me: "Yes, Grace, He's a very good hider."
Grace: "He's a good hider 'cause we can't see Him. What does Jesus wear?"
Me: "What do you think Jesus wears?"
Grace: "Why can't we see Him?"
Me: "It's time to do school now, Grace."

Why doesn't her dad ever get to have these conversations?