Beaux: "No Spruce, we can't go see Nana. She's dead."
Spruce: "Nana's Dead?" (No clue what 'dead' means...)
Beaux: "Yes, Spruce. Dead. We can't go see her."
Me: "Spruce, Nana's in heaven."
Beaux: "No, momma. Nana isn't in heaven. Nana's soul is in heaven."
I think he actually rolled his eyes at me...
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