Thursday, February 05, 2009

Lunchtime Conversation

Today at lunch was one of those moments when you wish you had a recorder handy instantly to capture all the goodness, sweetness and funny things kids say.  I'll do my best to repeat it and by the way.... if you haven't been to my friend, Rochelle's new blog, she is GREAT at repeating stories and you have to read THIS ONE, that is still making Luke & I crack up!

We're having Broccoli Cheese soup (a recipe for another post) which is their FAVorite, otherwise I have NO idea where this conversation began.  I think it was Luke.

Luke:  I hope there is Broccoli Cheese soup in heaven.
Grace:  Me too!
Luke:  I'm going to have it every day in my mansion.....(pause for thoughts processing)  I'm going to have a BIG party with all of my ancestors and papa and the angels and everyone!
I'm going to have a Big room full of video games!  And another room full of every kind of Nerf gun there is!  And I'll live right next to Shawn!  (his cousin/buddy...see bday post below) or Jason Witten! (Dallas Cowboys tight end, see his testimony here)  Do you have to share your mansion with anyone?  
Me:  Jesus just said "I'll go to prepare a place for you."  He didn't really give us any more details.  But I'm sure you can share if you want to.
Grace:  (wheels turning)  I'll share a room with Moriah.  And Kyra! (BFF in TX)  ....You can't take stuff with you to heaven.  (this still must be an issue with my blankey-loving girl.)  
Luke:  I'll have a BIG Bible and I can turn it's huge pages and watch it like a TV!
Me:  (amazed at his imagination, but...) Well in heaven you won't need the Bible because you can talk to God anytime you want.  And He can talk to you!
Grace:  I'm going to ask God to live in my mansion with me.  (aw.)
Luke:  God's too big!  He can't live in your mansion! 
Grace:   Well Jesus can.  Is Mary going to be there?  I want to meet her.
Luke:  I want to meet Luke.

I wish I could remember it all, but somewhere in there I was shocked to hear this....

Luke:  I want one of my rooms to be full of girls.
Me:  GIRLS????
Luke:  Yeah, like supermodels everywhere! 
Me:  (thinking Oh my gosh!)  Are you kidding me?  (staring at him in horror, I'm sure)
Luke:  What?  It's my dream!

Me:  Praying silently as I walk away to breathe....Oh dear Lord, my child just turned into a teenager and he's only 11.