As I sat down on the John's bed, this is the conversation we had...
Me: Oh John, I am getting old (as I am lowering myself down on his toddler bed).
John: Really? Are you going to die?
John: Really? I don't want you to die.
Me: Well, we all die someday. But then we get to live with Jesus.
John: Will I get to live there too?
Me: Yes, someday.
John: How will we get a drink?
Me: (Smiling) I think Jesus has water.
Oh the conversations with a 3 year old. Who would have known that conversation would happen tonight and that his worry would be that we would get thirsty.