Questions

Holly asks lots of questions. Sweet, innocent, sometimes touching, sometimes hard to answer, usually bringing a smile to my face.  I decided to write them down for a week, and here's (some of) what I got:

Why are mummies allowed to wear high heel shoes out and kids aren't?

Why are there always flowers on that pole? (beside the road)

Does God still love us? (When talking about the things we do wrong)
Why are the clouds dark when it rains?
Mummy when will you die?
How do you make pens?
(To a pregnant friend) What does it feel like to have a baby in your tummy?
Why did dinosaurs live before people?
Are there any people already in heaven?
How do the street lights turn on?