Last week the sun came out and the difference in everyone’s attitude was overwhelming. As we rode in the car together I said to the children, “Kids, if God decides that mommy needs to go to heaven to be with Jesus before daddy does, will you do me one favor? Would you help daddy remember to open the shades each day?”

KB said, “Sure, Mommy.”
Bubba said, “Okay, Mommy.”
Little said, “You aren’t going to heaven, Mommy.”

Nice.