Vacation?

My vacation this year is to entertain my granddaughter for an entire week. So far this morning we've discussed high-heeled shoes, Captain Crunch Berries vs non-berries, a show about kids being on a cruise ship with no parents, and how and when to brush our teeth.

Oh, and I can't forget the question, "Hey gramma, who takes off your skin and bones when you die?"

We were outside, on my swing, waiting for the deer to show up. I was a little stunned at the question.
"What?"

"You know, so there's just bones in the ground?"

I had to think about this because she was quite serious. "You mean so you're just a skeleton?"

"Yeah!" She was happy I got it.

"Well, when you die your flesh kinda goes away and what you're left with is a skeleton."

"Um, oh."

"But your soul goes to heaven."

"Where I can have all the ice cream I want, right gramma?"

"Yeah. Cookies too."

"Sounds pretty good."

"Yeah, but not for awhile, okay?"

"Okay. You gonna bake me cookies gramma?"

"Yep."

"Are God's cookies as good as yours?"

"Probably, since I"m not a great cook."

"You're awesome, gramma. I love you."

"I love you too."

Eh, I'm an awesome gramma. Can life get any better than this?