I put our 3-year-old Aidan to bed tonight – he’s always most talkative at night when it’s bedtime.
For some reason tonight he was thinking about death and dying – and farting, of course. Kids don’t stay on any one topic for very long, unless they’re trying to bug their parents.
“It will be sad when we die,” Aidan said. Yes, it will, I agreed. But it will be wonderful in heaven, I mentioned.
But Aidan didn’t think that would happen very soon. “There’s a long line-up to die,” he said. “A million long!”
He has a plan all ready: “When I get in heaven, I will say hi to Jesus. And I will teach them to play soccer.”
Yes you will, Aidan. Yes you will.