"Look at that alien, Mommy. He only has one eye."
"True. One big one."
"I think God only has one eye, Mommy. Do you think he has one or two?"
"Well, we were made to look like him, and we have two, so I think he has two."
"Can he see us?"
"Can Daddy see us?"
"I'm not sure, Tyler. Maybe sometimes."
"Can he hear us?"
"Well, I'm not sure, but I talk to him sometimes, and you can talk to him if you want to."
His eyes darted around the room, silently exploring the parameters of the life we know.
Almost inaudibly, he whispered, "Hey, Daddy? Could you come back, please?"