NICK: Tell me about everything that’s dead. Tell me.
ME: Like… you mean dinosaurs?
NICK: Everything else.
ME: Do you know what ancestors are?
NICK: Tell it.
ME: Well, my daddy had a daddy. And that was my grandpa. And his daddy had a daddy. And his daddy had a daddy. And it just keeps going a long, long time ago and those were our ancestors.
NICK: Tell me about your grandpa and grammy.
ME: Oh…uh…okay. Well you know where my grandpa worked?
ME: On trains.
NICK: Toy trains?
ME: Nope. Real trains.
NICK: NO KIDDING!
ME: Yep. And my grammy made dresses.
NICK: WHAT??? HOW???
ME: With a sewing machine.
NICK: Are they dead?
ME: Yeah. They died a long time ago.
NICK: Are they in heaven?
ME: If there’s a heaven, they’re definitely there.
NICK: Where we go when we die?
ME: I don’t know. No one really knows.
NICK: Well can you figure it out by thinking?
ME: Not really. But I hope we go somewhere. I just don’t know.
NICK: Maybe we could tip-toe and sneak around in the dark and then we wouldn’t die.
ME: You think so?
NICK: Uh-huh. Also, we could get wooden legs.
ME: Wooden legs?
NICK: Uh-huh. That way we could walk and be dead BUT we could also be alive because we could walk.
ME: So we’ll just get wooden legs.
ME: Problem solved.