My son sure has been talking about Heaven a lot lately.
This morning, on the way to school, we were chatting and he popped out with the following comment:
"Mommy, Elvis was the King of Rock 'n Roll and he died because he was tired of singing and he went up to Heaven to be with Grammy. Right Mommy, right?"
My feeble attempt at a response: "Well, um, yes I guess he did go up there if he had asked Jesus to live in his heart."
Daniel's quick reply: "Yeah, well, he lives up there and I'll get to go live with Elvis in Heaven some day, too. Right, Mommy?"
Me: "Yes, someday, I hope we will all be there, baby."
Daniel: "Yep, we'll all be there together. Me, and Grammy and Elvis and Jesus."
If only for 3 seconds I could get into that little head and figure out how his brain works.
:-)
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