Lately we've been trying to get Kate to learn the first few questions of the Children's Catechism. We're not too intense about it, since her attention span is pretty limited. Mostly we just ask the questions and then answer them ourselves. Frankly, I feel kind of stupid. But every once in a while, Kate will actually answer the very first catechism question, I think because it's the only answer she can really say. The question goes like this:

Q. Who made you?
A. God. (Which Kate pronounces "Dod." We take what we can get.)

Or at least, that's how the Q & A is supposed to go. The other night, Kate was in the bathtub, playing with her toys and splashing around. I had gone through the questions a couple of times, so this time I just asked the first question and then paused and prompted her to answer me. Here's how that went:

Me: Kate! Who made you?

Kate: (long pause ... thinking): Daddy!

I didn't really know what to say to that one. I mean, she's not completely wrong, but I was hoping we wouldn't have to have that conversation for another few years. Wow.

And speaking of all things baby, head on over to my lovely and talented sister-in-law's blog for some fabulous news. Looks like Kate only has a few more months to hog that grandbaby spotlight on the Rice side of the family. Woo-hoo!