You Are Not God

Sophie and I got into an argument in the car today on the way home from Bruster's. I guess Sam was too busy shoveling his cookie dough ice cream in to participate in this one. All of a sudden, Sophie announced in her sing-song voice, "I am God. Yes, I am God." I said, very matter-of-factly, "No, you're not." In response, she sang the same phrase louder and louder until I screamed over her, "You're not God! He lives in heaven and takes care of all of us!!!" Then she squished her ice cream onto her lips and sweetly said, "Mommy, look at my lips. Aren't they beautiful?" Oh, the randomness kills me.