At breakfast this morning we had a very interesting conversation. I think it all started when I told Connor not to do something because I didn't want scratches on my table. This is how the conversation went:
Connor: "It isn't your table, it is God's table."
Me: "Well, He's letting me borrow it."
Connor: "Is He going to take it to heaven when you die?"
Me: "No, he'll let someone else borrow it then."
Then he went into "You think there will be toys in Heaven? I think the beds there are made of clouds. Think we can go swimming in Heaven?"
He's always thinking!!
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