H,

Last night right before we went to bed, you were in my room.

K had already been put down to sleep, and mom and I were putting your pajamas on you.

In a fit of glee, you started jumping around everywhere on our bed and singing, just making up the words as you went.

You were laughing like crazy and mom and I were tickling you.

One of the last songs you sang before you jumped and collapsed in a giggling heap went:

“Then when you die, you look Jesus in the eye.”

Mom and I are not sure if you got that from somewhere, or made it up on your own.

We all had a hard laugh.

I love you.

-Dad