I told Olivia once that, “God lives inside us.” She now tells everyone that God lives in her belly. I think she has taken my comment quite literally. When our cat, Jazz, passed away, we told her that Jazz went to live with God. She then comments, “So Jazz lives inside my belly too.” Hmmm, not sure how to get myself out of this. I think I need to go read a book on how to explain Christianity to five year olds. Luckily she started to attend Sunday School…so hopefully they will take care explaining appropriately my unintentional comments that now have me stuck.