Olivia is very worried this morning. "Mom, what if there isn't cheese and apples in Heaven?" This is a serious concern for her. She has been at me for about 10 minutes now and somehow refuses to accept my assurances that all will be well, and that Heavenly Father will take care of her and that I'm sure that if it takes cheese and apples to make her happy, then there will be cheese and apples in Heaven. "Are there toilets in Heaven? Is there Max and Ruby? I don't want to get dead if there's no Max and Ruby!" Oy. She is super obsessed with getting dead lately. Where did this come from?
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