Angels

Mid-afternoon today Brayden was waking up from his nap and Jay went to get him and brought him to our bed.  We were playing, laughing, tickling etc. until a loud thunder sounded.  The mood suddenly changed for Brayden and he was pasted on me for about 10 minutes.  It really scared him.  So we began a conversation with him that went like this:

Mom: Brayden there is no reason to be scared because God made that thunder and remember he is with us all the time.  (We began singing a familiar song "All night...all day...angels watching over me my Lord, all night...all day...angels watching over me.")

Who made the thunder Brayden?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made the clouds?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made the trees?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made the grass?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made the sun?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made Brayden?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made Karis?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made Mommy?

Brayden: God

Mom: Who made Daddy?

And randomly his answer was: Angels!

It was so cute!  It is amazing how their little minds work.