Tonight's conversation

As I was tucking molly in to bed...

"Wait. I'm going to call the god of darkness and tell him it's night, because I think he's nocturnal."
"Oh? How do you call the god of darkness?"
"On my superphone!" (Proceeds to make a pretend phone call to chernobog)

Raising a Believer

Molly: Mom, do you believe in god?

Me: I don’t.

Molly: I do.

Me: OK. What makes you think that?

Molly: Margaret believes in god.

Me: I think she does. You know, some people believe in god, but it’s a different one than Margaret believes in. How will you decide which one to believe in?

Molly: I’ll probably believe in the god… of darkness. And bats.




Update: Apparently, she's referring to Chernobog