Toddlers and Religion

This past Saturday was our goddaughter, Stephanie's First Holy Communion. Brent and I have sort of gotten away from going to church on Sundays--it's the whole lazy, we have a baby excuse. Lame, I know but we are working on it! I have talked to Allison about God and that he is responsible for the sun, moon, grass, etc. Just trying to keep it simple. I told Allison we were going to go to God's house on Saturday because he was having a special ceremony for Stephanie and her friends. Purposely avoided the whole bread / wine thing, we are not ready for that.
We were walking into church on Saturday, a bit nervous as to how this was all going to go with Allison in church and Allison in her 2 year old way announces that she does NOT like God and does NOT want to go to his house. Your natural reaction is of course to drop your chin to the ground in shock, but to her, God is just another guy with a lot of jobs and she didn't feel like hanging out with him. We got her into a pew--she thought it was neat that they had the Holy Water for "me to play in". Um, no.
She was awesome during the service. It totally helped that the church was full of unruly kids and toddlers and there was A LOT of singing.
Half way through the service, she looks at me and so sweetly and innocently asks, "Mommy, where's God? We are in his house and he isn't here". I didn't know what to say, just wanted to hug her. Allison is now talking about God and telling us that he is a big guy with a lot of jobs and that she sat on his lap. But God doesn't talk very much because he is too busy.
Precious.