Either way, I comforted him, and told him that the monsters aren't real. Here was our short conversation:
"Who is real?" I asked.
Jonathan immediately replied, "God. Mommy and Daddy."
"Are monsters real?" I asked.
"No."
"Good, son."
"See God?"
I was ready for that one: "No, son, we cannot see God. He is invisible and infinite," I assured him. "But He watches over you, and he sent us Jesus so that we could better understand Him."
After about five seconds, during which I could tell he was really thinking about something, he asked, "See God's car?"
That kid loves cars. Since he thinks my 2000 Pontiac Grand Am is cool, I'm sure he was thinking, if God is that big, He must have a totally awesome ride.
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Man, I can already see that I am going to have great metaphysical conversations with my three year old.
My kid: “Are monsters real?”
Me: “Well, on a purely material plane of reality we have yet to come across one (unless you count dinosaurs, giant squids, sperm whales, grizzly bears, crocodiles, anacondas, bird eating tarantulas, etc.). But in meta-textual since, they have indeed been conceived of well enough that they can effect our souls with both fear and wonder.”
My kid: “Not very reassuring there Dad.”
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