Heavy Conversation

My friend Tammy's son Maxwell is in Ethan's kinder class (and Primary class and soccer team). We decided we'd rotate Thursdays having each other's son over to play. Last week was Ethan's week to go home with Maxwell and they had a pretty funny conversation in the car. This is what was said (Tammy posted it on her blog and I'm copying it here).

Tammy: "Ethan are you going to make a pinewood derby car to race at the ward dinner tomorrow?"

Ethan: "Well, we have a block but we have to cut it and my mom doesn't want to cut it because she doesn't want to cut herself..... Hey one time my uncle was cutting something and he cut two of his fingers off and now his fingers are smaller, it was crazy."

Maxwell: "Did he die?"

Ethan: "No, he didn't die."

Maxwell: "Well, when you get cut you die."

Ethan: "No, you only die if you get cut on your body."

Maxwell: "Oh, you mean if you get your head cut off or you get stabbed here (pointing to his stomach) then you'll die?"

Ethan: "Yeah."

Maxwell: "Then you go to heaven for a long time and then you can come back to earth."

Ethan: "Yeah, you get resurrected and you will never die again."

Maxwell: "Yeah, when I get resurrected I'm going to go back to my house."

Boys' conversations about cuts and dying, heavy stuff. Looks like Uncle Brian is well remembered in our house and that I'm a wimp. Too funny....