And the Lord God Made Them All

A few weeks ago Adam became enthralled, and a bit disgruntled, with the upper inside part of his ear.

He kept picking at it with his finger saying, "I got all dat wax in my ear and it won't come out."

And I kept telling him it was not wax. It was just part of his ear.

And he'd say, "Why my ear have dat part? It's weally, weally buggin' me."

And I told him that's just how God makes ears. They are made a special way so we can hear all the sounds around us, like music.

"And da bacuum cleaner? God made me to hear da bacuum? It's weally, weally scary."

So last night when I was settling him down into bed and snuggling him under the covers, the wheels were turning in that little mind that never forgets a thing.

"Did God make my ears, Mom?"

"Yes He did son. He did make your ears."

"And did He make my nose? And my hair? And da bubble?" (which is what he calls the ceiling fan)

"Yes, He did. He is responsible for making all kinds of things. Birds and grass and even the water in the swimming pool."

And then the little boy with the turning wheels inside his head said, "I wish He didn't make dis blanket. It's makin' me too hot."