One time while trying to explain to my daughter (she was old at birth, the first of 5) that God has no body, that He is a spiritual being, she answered while searching the sky outside the car, “What? You mean He’s just a big head floatin’ out there?” It took a few more years before she understood!
Another time, she was older, about 3 years old when the Northridge earthquake hit I was trying to get laundry done. I had not been able to do the laundry because I couldn’t get down the stairs into the carport where the facilities were and watch a toddler and a one year old. My daughter would freak if I even left the room because the monster (the earthquake) would get her. Finally, I explained how God would protect her and keep her safe while mommy went down the stairs. The whole process would only take me 3 minutes, but she wouldn’t hear of it. I decided to take the chance, explain one more time, reassuring her that God is watching over her and protecting her and I left for the stairs. Well, she freaked like only a 3 year old could (I was surprised that the police didn’t respond because she was sooo loud!).
I came running back up the stairs, laundry everywhere… and asked her why she was so distressed. “Trust in God”, I kept saying. Her answer, “well, if God is so willing to help, why doesn’t HE do your laundry?”
I’m telling you, she was born with a top hat!