This morning was like every other morning, getting up at 6:30am, making breakfast packing my son's lunch, yadda yadda yadda. But today, for some reason over eating his cinnamon toast crunch my dear son looked up at me with a neutral expression and said;

"Mommy, when I get old and die, will you pack my video games up and send them with me so I can play video games in heaven?"

I was stunned....seriously. He has never said anything like that to me ever. I instantly got a flood of tears in my eyes and I quickly went over and held him tight. Death is not something I take lightly, but iwas over-taken with emotion and the thought of having to pack up his games to put in his coffin put me over the edge.

I'm not mad that he brought it up, I wonder where he came to such a conclusion. We are not religious and don't talk about god or heaven so I don't know where he got it from.

Needless to say I had to escape to the bathroom and ball my eyes out like a baby, and honestly I am getting a little moist-eyed as I write this.

My husband saw my emotional turmoil and came in to ask what was wrong, I told him through sobs what our son had said. He smiled at me and said;

"Awwwh honey."

Apaprently he is not as moody as I am today lol I know he meant nothing by it, he actually thought it was cute. which I can see how it would be...if I wasn't so busy crying about it lol