“Mom, does the sky go on forever?” asks Jack.
“I don’t know honey,” I reply honestly while trying to concentrate on the road ahead of me.
“Well, if you go straight up, does it go on forever?” he pursues.
“If you go straight up, you would wind up in outer space. I don’t know if or where the universe ends. I don’t think anyone does. Except God.”
Satisfied with that answer he continues, “How does the sun get bigger?”
I explain again about the sun. How we spin in place to make days and nights and how we revolve around to make months and years.
“How does the globe spin? Do you know?”
I mumble something about gravity and magnetic forces and let it drop.
“Hey Mom! Did you see the steeple on that church? It was beautiful.”