Is it just me or do kids suddenly start asking insane, bizzare questions as soon as you sit down in the car? I guess it is a time when they think they have your undivided attention but jeeeze it is hard work – driving and thinking of a suitable answer apart from “Can you save that thought and ask me when we have stopped the car babes?” through gritted teeth..
He did say a cute/classic one recently though (and not actually when I was driving the car surprisingly)…
Ethan: Does Jesus live in your heart?
Me: Erm, yes I guess so.
Ethan: So when I have an icelolly does Jesus get cold?