Chaya - "Mom can we take an airplane to go to heaven and
see gramma and granny Ina?"
Me - "Well, that's a nice idea. But, I
don't think airplanes can fly that far"
Chaya- "How do we get there?"
Me- "Well, I suppose God decides when you can go."
Chaya - "You mean
like Rabbi Aaron?" Me (smiling) "Sort of"