My 8-year-old niece was here visiting the other day. She told us:
“Well, people grow old and then they die. And then they go to heaven. And then they have a… well, they have a deadly life.”
On a completely unrelated topic, S5 was building something with Legos.
“This is my standing-up volcano,” she announced, setting her triangle-shaped construct on the windowsill. “Don’t touch it, or it will interrupt, and kill everyone!”
Well, if we are Girls, Interrupted, then at least we’ll have a deadly life in heaven.