Will there be a bench there?

On Wednesday this week I drove SIP to a much anticipated birthday party for his good friend Sid.  While I drove I reflected on the nice concept of going to a birthday party at 4:00 on a Wednesday for a newly turned five year old.  As all moms know, four o'clock on a weekday in toddler world is dead time, no man's land, and also known as the bewitching hour when your otherwise precious child becomes a complete selfish, tantruming brat.  So, having a birthday party to go to was a truly special treat for both mom and child.      

Sid lives at the beach in an amazing beach house that SIP (and I) enjoy visiting.  We crossed the marsh on our way to Tybee and SIP began talking about Sid's house so I had to tell him that the party wasn't going to be at his house, but instead at the park.  SIP was quiet a few seconds as he contemplated this turn of events and said, "Do you think there will be a bench there to put the cake on?" 

God is magic.

Yesterday I was driving SIP to school and he said, "Did you know that God is magic?"  I smiled and said, "Of course he is, he can do anything."  To which SIP replied, "Even when he dies, he grows back."