K, I came to pick you up yesterday from school.

We were headed to gymnastics and in a rush, but your teacher, Mady, stopped me at the door as I was reaching for you.

She said that you told her:

Everybody goes to heaven.

So she asked you:

Are you going to heaven?

You replied:

No, I’m going to gymnastics.

Ha!

You make me smile like a child again sometimes.

I love you.

-Dad