The following is a conversation with Ryan from our snuggling time this afternoon before his nap. I wanted to write it down before I forget.
Me: Ryan, I love you. You are such a sweet guy. I am so grateful Heavenly Father sent you to our family. He loves you so much and sent you here to earth for a special reason.
Ryan: Yeah, I know dat Mommy. He sent me here to kill da bad guys.
Me: Really, I did not know that.
Ryan: Yep. How old do you think I have to be before I can kill the bad guys?
Me: (not sure how to answer this question) I think that Heavenly Father sent you here to love and help others.
Ryan: I think I need to be maybe six. Yes, six. Then I can be a firefighter because they kill all the bad guys.
Me: No, fire fighters save people and homes from fires. They are helpers.
Ryan: No they have guns and they keep us safe from all the bad guys. (without taking a breath) I think I would like a telescope.
Ryan: (yawning) To look all the way to outer space to see my balloon I lost. (3 weeks ago)
Me: I think a telescope would be wonderful. I love you.