Balloons
Here is the conversation we had in the car today:
Jacob: Mommy look! Balloons are in the sky!
Josh: they are going to daddy, they are going to daddy!
Jacob: Mommy, what will daddy do with all those balloons?
b: I don't know. What do you think he'll do with them?
Jacob: I think he will hand them out to people. When they die and go to heaven, daddy will be waiting for them with balloons.
b: I'll bet you're right. Your daddy sure did love to welcome people to a party.
Inside I had to chuckle. Joe might be handing out cigars to welcome people, but for some reason I can't picture him handing out balloons. Can you?
-b
Jacob: Mommy look! Balloons are in the sky!
Josh: they are going to daddy, they are going to daddy!
Jacob: Mommy, what will daddy do with all those balloons?
b: I don't know. What do you think he'll do with them?
Jacob: I think he will hand them out to people. When they die and go to heaven, daddy will be waiting for them with balloons.
b: I'll bet you're right. Your daddy sure did love to welcome people to a party.
Inside I had to chuckle. Joe might be handing out cigars to welcome people, but for some reason I can't picture him handing out balloons. Can you?
-b