It also happens to be the most convoluted theological discussion I've ever had. Follow me inside the mind of Elyas, but stay close we wouldn't want to get separated...
"Mom, why do people say grace?"
"Well some people say grace because they believe in God and they think -"
"YOU BELIEVE IN GOD?"
"Well no, not really, but some people do and they think it is important to thank him for the good things they have in life. The reason WE say grace is -"
"Does Dad believe in God?"
"Maybe you should ask him about that."
"But black people don't believe in God!"
"Really, that's what you think?"
"Black people just don't. Only white people."
"Hum...no honey I think that all kinds of people black or white or whatever believe - "
"And tan people? Like me and Devereaux?"
"Yes, and tan people too...believe in God and all kinds of people also don't believe in God or believe in other kinds of things."
"But do they wear underwear?"
"Huh? Yeah. What?"
"Why do we have to wear underwear anyway? It's just stupid. And socks! Why do we have to wear socks? Mom, where are you going?"