Bright comes into the living room, where I am frantically trying to finish preparing for his first day of kindergarten (homeschool) tomorrow, and says, "Mom, my quiet time says that if we obey the ten commandments, we will store up treasure in Heaven."
"That's right, bud. What do you think of that?"
"I want my treasure to be a bunch of turtles and crabs and lobsters that can help me cut things and make things."
Fair enough.
