My 6 year old daughter put her hands together one evening in bed, looked up at God:
Hey you, why don't I get everything I wish for, are you out of money or what?
Amen.
Then she went to sleep.
I worked in a kindergarten when I was younger. It was a rural area and the kids were familiar with animals and farming. At one point I overheard a group of kids discussing where foals might come from. It was fairly obvious to most of them that they came out of a mare, but how did they get in there in the first place?
It was such a funny and quite philosophical conversation and none of the adults interrupted them. In the end they settled on the consensus that there must be tiny horses running around in the grass that then get eaten and after growing for a while get shat out again as foals.
Hey you, why don't I get everything I wish for, are you out of money or what?
Amen.
Then she went to sleep.
I worked in a kindergarten when I was younger. It was a rural area and the kids were familiar with animals and farming. At one point I overheard a group of kids discussing where foals might come from. It was fairly obvious to most of them that they came out of a mare, but how did they get in there in the first place?
It was such a funny and quite philosophical conversation and none of the adults interrupted them. In the end they settled on the consensus that there must be tiny horses running around in the grass that then get eaten and after growing for a while get shat out again as foals.