Thanks to my new friend Brittney for this idea. And I may be jumping the gun on the week, because knowing my little ones, they are sure to top this by the week's end, but, for now...
(Last night while tucking Leah into bed...)
L: Mom, why you not wear your bert (bra) to bed? (Leah tends to make up her own words)
K: Do you mean my bra? Well, its not very comfortable to sleep in.
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(this morning at 5:15 as she peels my eyelids open and is sitting on my chest...)
L: Mom, why you not wear your glasses to bed?
K: Well, my eyes are closed at night and I don't need to see.
L: Oh, your eyes not work too well?
K: Yep (obviously we have had this conversation about why people wear glasses several times)
L: Dat da way God made you, right?
K: Yes, that's how God made me.
L: When you die, you will bring your glasses to heaven, right?
K: No, honey, I won't need my glasses in heaven. Everything is just perfect up in heaven and works just perfectly.
L: Oh, (long pause) so you not need your
bert (bra) in heaven, too, right? Cuz your
bweast will be perfect in heaven, right?
K: That's right, Leah. Breasts are perfect in heaven, too.
(and you're too precious to remind you why ladies wear bras vs. why we wear glasses. Evidently, in her barely four-year-old mind, its because they don't work well! But AMEN to perfect bweast in heaven!)