We're in the van, running two quick errands between dropping Hubby off at the high school and going right back for Baccalaureate. We're between Rite Aid and home, where I have to get the camera so I can take pictures and video. And that's when this happens.
Medium Fry: When's God's birthday?
Couldn't wait until DADDY was around. The one whose job is all about knowing about God.
Me: Um...God doesn't really have a birthday. He's just always been around.
Best I could do on short notice, really...