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Tonight as Brandon was reading the kids a story, a Bible story no less (I swear my Grandmother is haunting us from the grave via Jaylee for not going to church), I hear this:
Jaylee: Well, when I go to heaven I'm taking a pen.
Brandon: No, you can't take pens, it's just your soul that goes and you leave everything else here.
Silence for a minute.
Jaylee: What if I'm holding the pen when I die?
This child's love affair with office supplies runs deep.