It caught me off guard and I tried to do my best to explain, yet not scare her. It went like this - not exactly verbatim and with some other side chatter in between:
A: Where is Heaven, Mommy?
M: Heaven is all around us.
A: When will we go to Heaven? When we get older?
M: Well, when God needs us, he'll send his Angels to come get us.
A: How will we get there?
M: We'll fly with the Angels.
A: But I don't have any wings.
M: The Angels will bring us wings. (At this point I'm choking back tears)
A: Will the angels bring me purple wings?
M: Of course, if that's what you'd like!
A: We need to watch a movie on our way because it's a REEEEAAAAALLLY long trip.
A: What will we do when we get to Heaven?
M: We'll play and laugh ALL DAY!
A: And then I'll stay with God?
M: Uh huh. (I'm almost unable to breathe by now)
A: But, I don't want to stay with God. (Cue the tears. Thank goodness she couldn't see me.)
M: It's okay sweetie, we all will stay with God and everything will be so wonderful and beautiful that we'll never want to leave.
A: Will God say, "ADDIE! CHASE! NOAH! FAIF(Faith)! COME TO HEAVEN!"? (My sister, niece, and nephew were at church with us)
A: And then we'll go?
M: Yes, then we'll go to Heaven because God will need us.
A: To be his Angels?
M: You got it, babe!
A: I want to go home, Mommy.
M: Me too.
OH.MY.GOODNESS. That was a tough conversation. Yet, Addison's curiosity was full of the utmost innocence and excitement. Oh to know no sadness greater than a skinned knee....