So last night we decided to take brownies over to the missionaries. And on the way home we took a little drive. About midway through the drive, Matthew chimes in with a statement:
"I don't want to get old."
"Oh Matt, neither do I" said Roxann sweetly.
Then Matthew dropped the hammer...
"'Cause I don't wanna die."
...
"Oh honey, you're not going to get old for a long time."
Matt:
"When am I going to die?"
Mom:
"Sweetie, not for a long time. But nobody knows when they are going to die."
I cringe.
Matt:
"Mom, where do you want me to be when I die? I don't want to die like Jesus on the cross."
we brought the conversation back to normal and eventually it morphed into flying the car up to heaven.
I wonder what they are teaching him in sunbeams...
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