When we were in Phoenix, Zoe asked a doozy of a question. From the backseat of the car she inquired, quite out of the blue, “Who was God’s mom?” (And, later, she asked who the first grandma was.) I tried to provide an age-appropriate answer, but wow: That was a tough one!

-M

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