Sunday, November 30, 2008
My Daughter is a Believer -- I Think
Stop the presses! No sooner had I pressed "publish" on my last blog (luxuriate in its heathenistic deliciousness right here), did my wife hand me my eldest daughter's Thanksgiving assigment for her second grade class.
First off, it's precious -- as is pretty much everything she does.
But what surprised me is what she is thankful for.
She said all the things I expected like; "The food I eat," "for my pets," "my mom and dad" and "friends."
And then . . .
She writes "I am thankfull for god" -- which the teacher corrected with a capital "G."
Honestly, I have no idea where that came from -- perhaps my mother-in-law's bible story campaign is actually working. I mean, it was barely a month ago when she asked if she was a Christian and found out her father was not. So maybe she is legitimately looking for spirituality or, as I suspect, is responding to living in America which sort of makes you a default believer (Did I mention we said grace at our company thanksgiving potluck?). I mean, God is in our pledge and on our money, so I shouldn't be surprised that its in my daughter's homework. But for some reason I am.
From what my parents told me, my only inquiries about God were all tied to Star Wars (read that tender piece of hilarity right here), so either I'm not normal or my daughter is, but somehow I think it's me.