Here’s a little gem from tonight’s bedtime conversation…
Claire: Mommy, remember that time that me and Mamaw went to Heaven?
Me: Uhh…no. When did that happen?
Claire: Yes, Mommy! Me and Mamaw went to visit Pah in Heaven!
Me: (Questioning if this is a super-spiritual moment I’m sharing with my little girl) No, Claire. I don’t think we’ve ever been to Heaven yet. We just go there when we die.
Claire: (Obviously frustrated with my lack of understanding) Yes I did. I went with Mamaw to visit Pah. There were lots of white beds there, and people sitting in chairs, and a really big piano.
Me: (Lightbulb turning on) Oh, I understand the place you’re talking about. That was Pah’s nursing home. He lived there before he lived in Heaven.
Claire: (Disgusted) Mommy, you weren’t there. Let me call my Mamaw.