Out of the Mouth of Babes

A Short Conversation I had with my Eight-Year-Old Daughter Yesterday:

Bella: Where do nuts come from?

Me: Trees.

Bella: So does that mean God makes nuts?

Me: Yes.

Bella: But what about peanut butter?

Me: Man makes peanut butter.

Bella: So man makes peanut butter out of God’s nuts?

Me: Yes. 

Bella: What’s so funny?

Me: Oh nothing. Go play.