Take a lesson from your basic run-of-the-mill polytheistic religion. Where there's one "godly" manifestation of something- seasons, months, etcetera, there's always more.

[ The subtle undercurrent of forced cheer flickering through Communion, providing the candy-coating for a decidedly less pleasant mood, is likely some indication that J is being intentionally facetious here. ]

If it's any consolation for the dreadful idea that Sky Mommy's siblings are lurking out there, I have a tasty little anecdote that might lighten up that thought.