Today, when Amy picked up our son from daycare, she was told that while the kids were sitting around in a circle, they were each asked to share what made them special. When it was E's turn, he responded, "Jesus!"
Later, when he and I were driving back home on the highway, a car had cut off the truck driving in front of us, and the car then changed lanes again. This caused the passenger in the truck to give a signal. From the back seat E asked me, "Daddy, why is he sticking his finger out the window?"
I couldn't help but laugh. Soon I was able to answer him with a plausible response. "Because he was pointing to the sky. There must be an airplane."