Hannah asked today how we get to heaven. Her question was not about salvation but about logistics - how do we physically get from here to there. So I turned it back on her.
Mommy: How do you think we get there?
Hannah: We fly there in a plane. But who flies the plane?
Mommy: Who do you think should fly the plane?
Hannah: Pop Pop. But I need to take my car seat.
Mommy: Yes, it's good to be safe.
Hannah: I want to sit in the front seat.
Ever the competitive child, even when it comes to getting to heaven.
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This is toooo precious. One more reason to LOVE my GranChirrens. :-)
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