In the car on the way from school with Dad, the boys are having a conversation about heaven.
B — Everyone dies.
R — Even Mom and Dad will die one day.
B — When you get old you die.
R — Old people die first.
B — No, it isn’t if you’re old. You could die if you get sick.
R — The older you are the more gray hairs you have.
B — Then you die.
R — Right. Mom will die first, because she has more gray hairs than Dad. Then Buddy (the dog). Then Dad, and then Seven (the other dog).