Actual conversation this evening in the backseat of the minivan enroute to playball.
Molly: Some families have a god.
Jacob: Some don't have a god.
M: We have a god.
J: Baba, why some families don't have a god?
Me: (Keeping quiet, trying to think of something)
M: There's no snow in a god.
J: That's why our minivan not white.
Me: (Garage!!!! Not god.)
In retrospect, they were pronouncing it "gawad", but it sure sounded like god to me.
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LOL!
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