A little girl was sitting on her grandmother’s lap as she read her a book.

She repeatedly touched her grandmother’s cheek and then her own, fascinated by the difference.

“Grandma,” she asked. “Did God make you?”

“Yes, dear,” Grandma replied. “God made me a long time ago.”

“Did God make me?” she asked.

“Yes, God made you too.” Answered Grandma.

“Well, he sure has gotten better over the years, hasn’t he?