I've been having all these fun theological conversations with Addalyn (4yr) lately. Yesterday she was asking if God was bigger than her, Makenzy, the table, trees, me, daddy, etc. I kept telling her, He's bigger than the whole earth. He's the biggest thing ever. Finally she says, "Well, then how does he fit in my heart?"

Today we were playing with playdough - something she and Mema did together ALL the time. Mema was the master playdough woman - they rolled little balls and tried to throw them in the containers, made worms (Addalyn was really interested in the ones that were on our patio after it rained when she was smaller). I like to remind her of Mema - her amazing grandma (my mom) that went home to be with Jesus October 2010. Anyway, she asked what I missed about Mema. I told her that I mostly missed the girls being able to grow up with her, that they won't know how incredible she was and how much she enjoyed being with them. She exceeded my expectations. I told her I missed talking to her, telling her all about the things going on our in lives, like Addalyn starting VPK and getting her input on things. There is no one like my mom! She said, "you don't get to talk to her in Heaven, do you?" "No." "But you get to talk to God." Me - "Yes, and I'll get to see her when I get to Heaven." Addalyn - "yeah, but that will be a REALLY long time from now. Maybe God will tell her that I'm in VPK." :) Yes, baby, he probably will tell her. She would be so proud of my little girls. Thankful for the hope of life everlasting.