I've been reading through an Usborne book with Joseph at bedtime. This one is about the earth and space (of course). The book was talking about the mountains being formed over a period of millions of years and we were talking about our Creator God who spoke the mountains into existence. Joseph's eyes got bigger and bigger as the conversation went on.
"Mom, God does not have a mom."
"You're right. Why do you say that?"
"Because God doesn't need any help. He doesn't have a mom. He can do whatever he wants."
*sigh* "Who made God then?"
"No one made God. He is eternal. He has always been and will always be."
"Oh, yeah." pause. "Did you know God can walk on water? He does not splash and play. He just walks on the top. Goodnight, mom."
"Good night, son."