I packed all the kiddies up this morning and headed out for a nice long walk. We were up walking behind the Provo temple where there are some very large homes. During our walk Jack and I started a conversation. It went something like this:
"Mama, can I go see Jesus at his house?"
"Oh, no buddy, Jesus' house is in heaven."
"Where is that?"
"It's in the clouds."
"In the clouds? Is it in the mountains? Can I go there?"
"Well, if you're a really good boy you can go there someday and see Jesus again."
"Can I knock on his door?"
"Sure, you can knock on his door someday."
"But I want him to come down now."
Jack then looked up into the sky and yelled, "JESUS, WILL YOU COME DOWN AND SEE ME?!"
It was the cutest thing. I just love the way his little brain works.
On a side note, the babies are into smiling now. I love when babies smile. Here's one of each of them.
(I promise I don't usually pull my babies pants up to his armpits. The shorts were way too big for him so we kept having to hike them up to get them to stay on for any amount of time.)