Abbie: Mommy, remember Pick?
Mommy: Yes, baby, I remember Pick.
Abbie: Where'd she go to?
Mommy: Well, Pick got very sick and went to Heaven to be with God.
Abbie: Where is Heaven? I want to go there.
Mommy: You will go somday, but it's not time for you to go yet. Mommy would miss you. Heaven is way up in the sky, high, high above.
Abbie: Let's get a ladder and go visit Pick! Or maybe we could bounce on a ball and get to Heaven.
Mommy: No that won't work, because Heaven is too far away for us to get to now, but God is watching over us from Heaven.
Abbie: Yes, he gives us medicine and keeps me safe. I want to tell God to tell Pick "Hi."











