Vivianne: “Mom, when I get to be an angel, will I have to wear shoes?”

Me: “I don’t know. I’ve never been an angel before, I’m not sure.”

Vivianne: “I don’t think I will, because angels won’t want to get the clouds dirty.”

Me: “That is a good point.”

Vivianne: “And I think the clouds will feel nice on my toes.”

Me: “Me too.”

Vivianne: “Why can’t we see God when we are in an airplane.”

Me: “Ummmmmm….”

Vivianne: “Is it because he’s invisisiiibbbile?”

Me: “Yes! I think so.”