God, the carpet and the orca

And on the seventh day there was… carpeting. Small girl aged 5 filled me on the story of creation yesterday. It was illuminating.

Small girl aged 5: “Easily, Mummy, easily, did you know that in the olden days when God made the world there wasn’t anything?”
Me: “Hmmm?”
Small girl aged 5: “Easily, there wasn’t. There weren’t any toys, or beds or anything. Our whole house was just empty.”
Me: “What about lights?”
Small girl aged 5: “No lights. Nothing. Just carpets.”
Me: “Carpets?”
Small girl aged 5: “Yes, easily, God made us carpets so we could sleep on something soft on the floor.”
Me: “Oh, I hope they were deep shag pile.”
Small girl aged 5: “And bugs.”
Me: “Bugs?”
Small girl aged 5: “Yes, easily, God makes new bugs every day but only at wakey time.”

This was when I submerged myself under the bubbles and pretended to be an orca. Sometimes, it’s all you can do.

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