pinky

in car

i'm driving, lana is riding.

lana: "mom?"

me: "yes?"

lana: "when i die, and i know you'll probably die before me. but, when i die i want someone to lay pinky on top of me."

me: "ok. sure."

lana: "i'm serious. i want pinky right on top of me when i die."

me: "i'll do that."

lana: "mom?'

me: "yes..."

lana: "when you are in heaven, if you get in a fight and get mad, do you have to go down to you know where?"

me: "no. i don't think in heaven we will fight or get mad. we'll just love everyone and everyone is nice."

lana: "i really want pinky on me."

sheesh.

p.s. pinky is her favorite blanket. it's survived 8 years quite well actually. i'm sure it will do just fine eternally.

p.p.s. i hope she has ice cream cookie sandwiches with sprinkles in heaven too.