Thursday, April 7, 2011

who knew?!

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...

1 comment:

  1. LOL! Don't worry, if I'm still here I'll make sure he doesn't blow you (or anything else) up!