Driving in the car, raining.
Z (age: three and a half): It rains a lot here.
Clueless But Hopeful Mama (age: getting older by the second): It sure does. That's why everything is so green.
Z: Yeah. In California, plants were always brown.
CBHM: That's true. Plants need lots of water-
Z: -or they die. Do all things die?
CBHM: *GULP* Yes, Z, all living things will die at some point.
Z: Will I die?
CBHM: Yes, Z, one day you will die.
CBHM: A very, very, very long time from now. When you are a very old woman (*FERVENT PRAYER SAID HERE*)
Z: Do all people die?
CBHM: Yes, Z, all people will die at some point.
Z: Can we still walk around?
CBHM: When we're dead?
CBHM: No.... well.... our bodies can't.... um.... I honestly don't know.
Z: Can we ask the 'puter when we get home? Can we ask Google?
CBHM: This is one question that I'm not sure Google can answer. What do you think?
Z: I don't know. What do you think?
CBHM: Well, some people think that when you die you go to a place called Heaven and I bet you could walk around there. Or even fly! Who knows?
Z: Silly people! People can't fly!
CBHM: Well, since none of us has ever been to Heaven, we can't really know what happens there, now can we?
Z: Can I go to Heaven?
CBHM: I hope some day that you will go to a place like Heaven. And I hope it's a really, really, really long time from now.