Questions from a Four Year Old

"Aunt Sarah, where is your baby?" questioned sweet Logan with big brown, serious eyes.

"What's that Logan?"

"Where is your baby?"

"Well, he is in Heaven."

"But why is he in Heaven?" he asked as he kicked around the Fall leaves I raked up for him.

"He was born too early and he passed away."

"He was born too early?"

"Yes, he died."

With those words Logan placed his hand up to his head, his inquisitive eyes softened to ones of compassion and shifted his stance,"Oh, I have to go tell my brother he is in Heaven." Logan stated with gusto as he raced away to find his older brother.

Next I hear, "Will, the baby is in Heaven."

You never know what might come out of a little one's mouth as you both are playing in the Fall leaves.