our two philosophers (6 years old) in a car

On the way back from gymnastics (5pm at night), Zoe and her friend
Madison (both 6) started in on a conversation that I will attempt to
recall.. its will be missing parts, but I'll have the general flavor
here.

M: I wish I could be in a bubble and float into the sky. I would like
to see the clouds close up
Z: Only God lives in the clouds
M: My Nana and Papa know a lot about God. We go to church every week
Z: My dad has met God. Every now and then he comes down and talks to people
M: But God lives in your heart.
Z: <looks down> Hello, God?
M: You can't talk to God like that, you'd have to rip open your heart
to get to him
Z: Yeah, then you would die, that would be bad. And gross
M: You know God has God in his heart too. And in that heart is God,
and in that heart is God
Z: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Blah, Blah, Blah, goes on forever, I know

...

then there was some conversation about God, dieing... one of them
mentioned that if you die, God dies too
there was some debate on whether he died first. Zoe mentioned you
either die by being shot or growing old. Madison asked what being shot
means
Z: you know, when people go off to war, there is fighting, and some
people get shot

I was happy that I didn't have to make any decisions, I only had to
drive straight... boy do I wish I would have been able to start up my
recorder for that one.. it was precious and I had a really, really
hard time keeping from laughing from the pure joy of listening..
(Finn stayed silent the whole time...)

I love our young philosophers...

Amy