Jack: What’s that prayer again?
me: Now I lay me down to sleep…
Jack: Yeah that one, where our soul goes up to heaven. Is that because it’s nice up there?
me: Yep.
Jack: What happens if your soul DOESN’T go up to heaven?
me: I think if you’re a really, really bad person, your soul goes somewhere else, to a place that’s not very nice.
Jack: You mean like Pittsburgh?
(I literally almost had an aneurysm from laughing so hard. And to the fine people of Pittsburgh, I mean no disrespect. It’s simply the first word that popped out of Jack’s mouth. And we both happen to love dippy eggs.)
Sh*t My 18-Year-Old Says 
I almost started going on about how Jack should already know about Heaven and Hell and start quoting my pastor, but then I stopped and thought.
1) You’re the mommy! and 2) I was crying at age six over fear of going to Hell… I think Pittsburgh is a much better answer (especially for the six year old!)
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I’ve never been to Pittsburgh, so I’m not really sure of the comparison to Hell. 🙂
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