After Papa's funeral we were all back at the house. Roo had to go to the bathroom and the one in the hallway was full. So we headed back to the bathroom in Ma and Papa's bedroom. As Roo was finishing up and washing her hands she takes a look around and sees a can of shaving cream on the counter. With great concern she asks, "Mommy, was that Papa's shaving creamy?" When I told her it was she gasps and says, "Mom, he forgot to pack it! He forgot to pack all his stuff to go to Heaven." So I squatted down, held her hands and told her that you don't have to pack to go to Heaven - that they have everything you'll ever need. She grabs my cheeks and in such a serious voice says, "Mom, do you think they have toys there?"

Yes, Roo. They have toys there.