I got an interesting question from School Girl this morning. While we were in the middle of the “hurry-up-brush-your-teeth-and-get-dressed” tango, she asked, “Mommy, how was the earth created?”
Now, that rang a couple of alarm bells in my head. First, the Big Questions normally come at the end of the day, as we’re getting ready for bed. I’ll admit, in the past few months we’ve been talking about some Big Questions indeed. But nothing like this.
I do know that School Girl’s classmates are mostly Christian churchgoing folk, including her best friend. We’ve been practicing the “you don’t have to participate, but you do have to be polite” school of dealing with saying grace at a friend’s house for lunch/dinner. We’ve talked about her friends’ not wanting to do things outside the house on a Sunday in terms of “family time”. In fact, we have family time on Sundays as well, which doesn’t include certain activities.
Today, we talked a little about the “big bang” theory in 6-year-old language, which got her giggling. And this afternoon, we’ll see what happens.
(Cross-posted from something on Evil Mommy
a couple of days ago)