This said after listening to choir practice for over an hour:
I liked the cheese song best, Mom.
You know, "cheeese, cheeese, how I love thee..."
Oh, I think it's "Jesus, Jesus, how I love Thee."
No, Mom, I'm pretty sure it's about cheese.
Yeah, I'm going with cheese.
Okay, how do you feel about "Cheese loves me, this I know. For the Bible tells me so...?"
Mom, that doesn't even make sense.
This is my life. My attempt at helping them make sense of their world renders me the senseless one.