Finn: Daddy?
Me: Yeah, bubba.
Finn: Do you know what the wind is?
Me: Sure, it’s moving air. We can see it in the trees and feel it when we go outside.
Finn: I know, I know. But do you know what it is?
(Sensing he already had an answer in mind.)
Me: I don’t. What is it, pal?
Finn: I think it’s God’s fan.
Me: I like that. And I think God would be a fan of that, too.
Finn: He sure would.