This is too good not to share.
A few days ago while driving home afterschool…
Austin: Have we passed
by the dying place yet?
Mom: You mean the
cemetery?
A: Yes, where people
go to die.
M: They don’t die
there, that’s where they are buried after they die.
A: Like when Great
Papa died they put him in the car and drove him there and he went in the
ground.
M: Yes
A: I miss Great Papa.
M: He’s in Heaven
A: Can we go visit him?
M: When we die we
will go to Heaven too and we will see him again.
A few days later while passing by the cemetery again.
A: Mommy there’s the
cemetery.
M: Yes
A: Mommy, when I die
you will drive me in the car and bury me there.
M: Well, I hope that
I will die before you, so you will bury me there.
A: Then I will be
alone.
M: No you won’t you
will probably be married and have your own kids.
A: Yeah and Jessica
can be my mom. (She was one of Austin’s
soccer teammates)
M: You mean your
wife? You have plenty of time to find
the right girl. Someone who is nice and
loves Heavenly Father and someone you can have fun with.
A: I think Jessica is
the one.
