In a follow-up to my last post, I wanted to add that we did, in fact, go to church this past weekend.  When the priest started talking about God, Charlotte leaned over to her dad and stage-whispered, "God! I know God! Mom and I talked about God!"  So clearly it made some sort of impression.  She was much more interested in what her cousin was doing than what the priest was talking about, though.  I can live with that.  Though I can cross, "Priest quotes 'Auntie Mame'" off my bucket list.