Oh - you little sweetheart, you.

Poodle was hanging out with Tooter in his crib. We often go in together to pick him up after his nap. So she and he are playing, and she's making these funny faces. She'd give a big sweet smile and talk, then scrunch up her face and frown and talk.

Then, she tells me, with her scrunched face, "this is how you talk when you're being mean". I say, "yes, that's true".

Out comes the big, eye-twinkling smile, and she says "And this is how you talk when you talk to God".

"Oh! Yes, that's true. Why do we talk to God like that?"

"Because He wants us to."

"Yes, that's true. What's another reason that we want to talk to God like that?" At this point, I'm very intrigued, because this isn't a conversation she and I have had at all.

And she says:
"Because He loves us".

::melting::
Oh, the simple beauty of the precious mind of a child.