Conversing with James

I know I have been horrible about blogging lately. It just seems so much easier and take less time to get on facebook than to get on the blog.


I had a cute conversation with my smart (3 almost 4 yr old) James tonight when I was putting him to bed and I wanted to get it on here so that I could remember.

Me: Ouch!

James: What happened, Mom?

Me: You hurt my feet with your feet.

James: Like what?

Me: Your skin pulled on my skin.

James: What's skin? (He knows what skin is but often asks questions he knows the answer to)

Me: It's all of this stuff that covers your body (showing him the skin on his arm).

James: Why do we need bodies? (He knows this too)

Me: Because if we didn't have a body we wouldn't be able to walk, or run, or play...

James: I would just be standin' if I didn't have a body.

Me: You couldn't even stand.

James: I would just sit?

Me: Nope, you couldn't even sit.

James: What would I be able to do?

Me: Nothing!

James: But if I didn't have a body, I might be dead...and then I wouldn't be able to see you ever again.

Me: I would see you again in Heaven some day though.

James: What's that place?

Me: That's where Heavenly Father lives.

James: Is that Jesus? (He absolutely knows who Jesus is, he just likes to talk about it)

Me: Jesus is Heavenly Father's son just like we are his children.

James: Yeah.

Me: Jesus is the one who died for us, so that we can be forgiven of our bad choices.

James: Bad choices like hurting people like this (as he pokes me), and putting our fingers in our mouth too much, and poking our eyes?

Me: (chuckling) Sure...and other bad choices.

James: What does Heavenly Father want us to do?

Me: He wants us to make good choices.

James: What does he do when we make good choices?

Me: He is very happy with us.

James: Well, what does he do when we make BAD choices?

Me: I guess we will find out some day.

James: I think he will have a MAD, MAD face. And then when we go to Jesus's house we will say "I'm sorry I made bad choices, I won't make bad choices in your house anymore". And then he will say "Okay, that's fine."

If only it were that easy, right?

It just really reminded me of a conversation I had with my Mom when I was a little girl. I remember when I first asked my Mom what happens to us when we die. I envisioned myself floating in pitch darkness, alone, and not doing anything. I'm so glad I have a good understanding of what happens when we die and I am glad that James is so smart to ask these questions and is learning too.