Existential Crisis

On our way to school one morning...

Boy: "Dadda, who made the grass"

Me: "God made the grass."

Boy: "Dadda, who made the trees?"

Me: "God made the trees."

Boy: "Dadda, who made the John Deere elevator?"

Me: "Excavator?"

Boy: "Yeh. Ex-cuh-vuh-lator. Who made the excuhvuhlator?"

Me: "Well, people made the excavator, but God made the people."

Boy: "Dadda, who made God?"