Carter seems to be on a God kick lately.
Last night we were in his bed reading his new dinosaur book. His bedroom wall is a shared wall with our neighbor's living room. I heard what seemed to be our neighbor messing around with some electric plugs or something, and tapping on the wall, and I said, "What's that?"
To which Carter responded, "Don't worry, Mommy. That's just God."
We're not a religious family. I grew up Jewish, and my husband grew up an unaffiliated Christian, but I want to introduce the idea of religion to Carter, and he seems to be really receptive to it.
I think it's time to start taking him to church and synagogue...