"Every time I walk up the stairs, I feel like I'm walking up to God," Rachel told Drew last night.
"Why is that, sweetie?" he asked.
Turns out that we have an African mask at the top of the stairs and Rachel associates that with God(?) and added, "It feels like God is in our house all the time."
She also assumes that God is a woman. And when we told her we were enrolling her in religious school, she was delighted and said, "THANK you! THANK you!" Unfortunately she won't learn Hebrew quite yet, but I'm sure she will quickly know more about Judaism than me. Or Drew.
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