My son was doing his usual piddle-farting around after he had gotten to bed. He was talking. At one point I found him on a chair in the closet reaching for something in the dark abyss. I got him to lay down again.
Later I come into his room because he is chattering away. He does this on a regular basis. I asked him what he was talking about. He said, "I was talking to God." I asked him what he was saying and he stated, "I was telling him I love him." Then I asked if he had ever seen God. He said, "Yes mommy, every day in my heart."
It was a sweet moment. I forgot that I was mad at him for not being asleep. The real question was did he believe what he was saying or was he charming me? I can't tell with this little boy that winks at me and blows kisses. Either way it was a wonderfully sweet answer.