Every now and then, my seven-year-old son gets a little philosophical. Tonight's philosophical discussion involved the nature of heaven.
"Mama, when we go to heaven, will we be in an adult form, or a kid form?"
Um. I hadn't ever thought about that. "I really don't know," I said.
"I think we should all be kids."
"Why is that?" I asked.
"Because it's fun to play all day. Being a kid is the best thing that's ever happened in my life."
Now wouldn't that be fun? Heaven - the place of no work. Just play. I kind of like the sound of that!
(By the way, Buster the stray dog is home. My neighbors found the owner. Yay for Buster!)