Almost heaven

We were looking for a church home. Our five-year-old son was looking for heaven.Which he found at the church we visited.

It had many children to play with plus a huge box of donuts sitting on a table, free for the taking. This was his definition of heaven.

Story_squareWhen the service began, he joined us but, before the second song, he headed to the back. His father followed and found him in the bathroom, heaving his breakfast.

“Are you OK?” my husband asked.

He was. He washed his face, straightened his shoulders, and nodded.

“What happened? Are you sick?”

Our son shook his head. “No, I ate too many donuts.”

“How many did you eat?”


His father laughed. “Wow.” And then he seized the parenting moment.  “So did you learn anything from this little episode?”

“Yep,” he said. “Stop at six.”