Maggie has hit that most wonderful of developmental phases: death questions. Tonight she was thinking or our friend Leslie who died a few months ago at the age of 21.

“What happens when people die when they aren’t supposed to [like leslie]? How do they get to heaven? Right away? She just spawned there? Is she in Bible stories? Will they write a new bible story about her? Will they give her a house? Will Jesus give her food?”

I asked if she was worried about these thoughts of dying. She said “No. When it’s time for me to die I will be ready. This probably worries Tommy, right? He’s scared of more things than me. Girls are not scared of as much.”