High Opinion

This morning while we were eating breakfast, Noah was talking to me while I was reading something and I didn't notice until about halfway through his sentence.

"What?" I said.

"Were you listening to me before?" he asked.

"No, sorry. What did you say?"

He started talking again very slowly. "I was saying that I can't wait until I get to see Oma and Opa. Because it's going to be very soon," he said.

"Yeah, that's right."

"Did you get all that?"

Me, "Yeah....why?"

Noah, "I was worried I might be talking to fast for you to understand."

Me, "Glad you have such a high opinion of me, Noah."

He thought about it for a second, then said. "Well you are a lot taller than me."

A few minutes later, he observed, "God understands you even when you are talking as fast as you can. That's because he has the biggest mind. And he is the highest."