And so the faith talk continues.
Today in the car on the way home from ballet -
M: Mommy? Can I go to heaven?
Me: Someday, honey. But not for a long time.
M: Is it nice in heaven?
Me: Yes, it's beautiful in heaven.
M: Can I play with my trains in heaven?
Me: Yes, I'm sure God has Thomas the Train in heaven.
M: Do I fly to heaven?
Me: [Thinking...] Well, when you die your body stays here but your spirit flies to heaven.
M: So I disappear?
Me: Well, yes, you kind of disappear.
M: Disappear under the carpet, right Mom? Like crumbs?
Me: [Confused, no more ideas] Ummm...sure, sweetie.
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