Mom! Come quick! My knees are too big!

Crackle: I think my knees are too big for my legs.
Mom: No, they’re not. They’re perfect.

Crackle: No, look again. I think you made a mistake when you put me together.

Mom: No, there are no mistakes and they’re not too big. Your legs will grow. They match up eventually.

Crackle: Mom, wouldn’t it have made more sense to make them grow at exactly the same time?! 

Mom: Umm.. well, I think the growth-rate differential has to do with complicated biology and physics. 

Crackle: You know what? I think you just made that up. And you want to know what else I think? I think sometimes you and God are really smart and then, other times, the two of you.. have no idea what you're doing.

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