“Hey dad, is Sue as big as our car?”
“Yes Jackson, Sue is bigger than our car.”
“Is Sue bigger than that tree?”
“Yes Jackson, Sue is bigger than that tree.”
“Dad, is Sue bigger than the sky?”
“Well Jackson, Sue’s not quite that big. She’s big, though; probably about as tall as our house.”
I could hear the visual image forming in his mind as we pulled into the driveway, and for the first time in the last 30 seconds, there was silence.