Driving home from West Virginia last weekend, C pipes up from the backseat...
"Mommy, when you die, do you want to be buried, or do you want to be blown up?"
"Uh..." I don't even know how to answer this. Who knew these were the two options?! "Buddy, I won't have to worry - I'll be with Jesus by then. So, you can decide."
"Oh." Settling back into his seat...he seemed to be pretty satisfied with this answer. I'm wondering if I should be worried...
"Mommy, when you die, do you want to be buried, or do you want to be blown up?"
"Uh..." I don't even know how to answer this. Who knew these were the two options?! "Buddy, I won't have to worry - I'll be with Jesus by then. So, you can decide."
"Oh." Settling back into his seat...he seemed to be pretty satisfied with this answer. I'm wondering if I should be worried...
LOL! Don't worry, if I'm still here I'll make sure he doesn't blow you (or anything else) up!
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