So. Scott is a stay-at-home dad. And a pretty fantastic one if I do say so myself.
Except when it comes to answering deep questions posed by the kids.
Not that I'm great at it, either. But sometimes when he tells me about the conversations he has with the kids during the day, I find myself saying "Really? You said that to them? Really!?!?"
Like today, for example. They were all in Scott's truck, driving about town, when they passed a cemetery. Ashley, naturally, wanted to know what it was. And Scott began to tell her. He started off fairly well, explaining that when you die your body stays here and your soul goes to heaven. Then it went downhill. Fast.
Ashley: Can you take your house with you to heaven?
Scott: No, you don't need a house.
Ashley: Why not?
Scott: Because you don't bring your body to heaven. You leave all your material things behind.
Ashley: Can't you just carry your house with you?
Scott: No, because you don't have a body, you're just a soul.
Scott: It's like you don't have a body. Like, you don't have hands.
Ashley: You don't have HANDS?!?!
Scott: Well, you don't need hands because you're a soul.
Ashley: But angels have hands.
Scott: Well, no - they have hands in pictures, but they don't really have them in heaven.
Ashley: Why do angels have feet and legs and wings but no hands?
Ashley Can they just carry it on their backs?
Ashley: Can the angels just carry their houses on their backs?
Scott: Well, they don't really have backs either.
Ashley: They're just WINGS?!?!
Scott: Let's talk about something else.
About a minute later, from the backseat...
Ashley: Oh, I get it. They're like butterflies.
Hopefully my sweet daughter is dreaming about beautiful butterfly angels in heaven tonight. But I have a feeling it might look something more like this:
Cause that's what I pictured. Yikes.