Daughter: "I heard you talking to God on the phone the other day!"
Me: (blank look as I wonder who I was really talking to and what in the world I was saying to give Daugher the impression that it was God) "Well, Sweetie, I don't think I was talking to God because I can't call Him on the telephone."
Daughter: "I can talk to Him on MY phone because I have a very PARTICULAR phone and I can just push that button and all the lights light up and I can talk to God!"
Me: "Wow, Sweetie! Can I borrow your phone sometime?"
I hope Fisher Price doesn't get wind of this!