Heaven

On the way home from the park today, Ty asked me, "Mom, what do they play with in Heaven?"
"What do you mean?"  I replied.
"I think there are probably mountains and mountains of legos to play with in Heaven," he responded whimsically.  "And for food there, I bet they eat pizza and hot dogs and grilled cheese sandwiches, all the time.  And probably lots and lots and lots of chocolate cake."

I love him.  Anywhere with him is heaven to me.