Today we were swinging on the swings at the park and a little girl came to play. Her friend called out to her, saying her name: Zoe. I turned to Anne and said "We know a lot of Zoes now, don't we?"
Me: "Who do we know? Hmm...Zoe from Sesame Street." (Thinking she would get that I was joking.)
Anne: No answer, no reaction.
Me: "Is Zoe real?"
Me: "What is she?"
Anne: "She's pretend."
Me: "What else is pretend?"
Anne: "Everything else is pretend...except the Bible."
Haha! That's my good little theologian!