t: "Look, Namma! Stahs!"
g: "You're right, Tuck. Lots of stars up there. Who made those?"
g: "No, not Mommy. God. God made them."
t: "Oh, yes. God. Big God."
g: "Yep. Our Big God made the stars."
for the stars,
for Tucker's understanding of them,
for being Big,
and her willingness to talk about your creation with my little boy.