So, the four year old was back at work today. Adorable kid, bounces off of everything, just full of energy. Anyway, conversation:
4yo: Why can't I see your hair?
Me: I wear a scarf over my hair. (trying for the really, really simple and easy explanation - she's four)
me thinking: 4yo answer, 4yo answer...
Me: Because God said to.
4yo: Where's God?
again, thinking: she's four....
Me: *pointing up* The sky, everywhere...
4yo: What's that? she's now moved on to the cicada skin I've got sitting in a tiny cactus on my desk