Sometimes its just fun to explore the way kids think about things. Charlotte was swinging at a playground, with me pushing. Predictably she shouted, "Higher, Mommy, Higher!" (She and Sammy are SO different). She was making me nervous by letting go and whatnot, so I told her she was already high enough to go over the moon. One the next push She was high enough to go to the stars. Suddenly Charlie realized something.
"Mommy, it's daytime, there are not stars."
Curious as to what she would respond, I asked, "Well where did they go?"
Charlie thought about this a bit. "Heaven."
"How far away is heaven?"
"Really Really Really Really far."
"How long does it take the stars to get there and get back at night?"
"Um, one minute."
At this point something must have struck Charlotte as incongruous. I don't know if it was the timing or the indoctrination from Sunday School.
"Mommy, heaven is all around us!"
"That's right. So are the stars all around us too?"
"No, they're on the other side of heaven."
"Well, what else is in heaven?"
At this point Charlie overhears another conversation on the playground and says, "Strawberries."
"Oh, that's good, what else?"
"Peanut butter."
"Oh, there's lots of food in heaven. Is there anything to drink?"
"Yes. Milk. And Oranges. And orange juice."
Ah, she's a kid after my own heart. It's always about the food.