Talia, our 5 year old granddaughter/daughter, was playing outside in the pool pretending she was cooking. My wife was close by keeping an eye on her when Talia asked a question.
Talia: Hey Mommy, where does tomato sauce come from?
Wife: It comes from tomatoes.
Talia: Where does tomatoes come from?
Wife: From the dirt. They grow.
Talia: Well, where does the dirt come from?
Wife: (Seeing where this is going)I don't know, Talia. It comes from the ground. God makes it. He makes everything.
Talia: Then why didn't he just make the tomato sauce?
I think she's going to be alright.