How do we be "real" again?

This last couple of weeks I've been playing nothing but classical music for the boys. We have had it on in the back ground through out the day and in the car if we go places. More specifically, we have mostly listened to music by Mozart. I've found that both of the boys have really enjoyed the music and Teagan even picked out a song that was his favorite which is "The Turkish March" by Mozart.

This is our conversation about it the other day.

T: This is my favorite song mom.
Me: Do you know what it's called?
T: No
Me: It's called "The Turkish March" and it was written by (or kids words: 'made up by') a person named Mozart.
T: Oh. What's Mozart doing right now?
Me: He's dead.

(Teagan has a look of horror in his eyes and his eyes get all big and eyebrows raise)

T: Why is he dead?
Me: Because he wrote that song a really long time ago and then he was just too old and he died.
T: Why?
Me: Because that's what happens when you get really old, you die.

(With a concerned look and some hesitation he says...)

T: But not us, right?
Me: Yeah, when we get old we will die too.
T: (asks again) But... not US, right?
 

*I tried not to make too big of a deal of it because Teagan is a 'worrier' and worries about a lot of things that he doesn't need to worry about.*

T: But then what happens mom?
Me: Then we go to Heaven and we get to live with Jesus and Heavenly Father again, so it's a good thing.
T: But... How do we be "real" again?
Me: Real again?
T: Yeah
Me: Well, we are still "real" but you have two parts that keep you alive here... you have a physical body and a spirit body that we can't see. When we get too old, our physical body dies, then our spirit body goes back to heaven to live with Heavenly Father and Jesus. Our spirit body never dies.
T: But... how do we be "real" again?
Me: What do you mean?

T: I mean... How are we going to drive cars and play with toys?


Ha ha! I explained that when we are spirits in heaven we will be able to do a lot 'cooler' things than driving cars and playing with toys. That seemed to suffice his "why's".

Teagan runs off to play with Tate and yells, "TATE! Do you want to play the game, 'Pretend You Are Dead'?" Teagan falls down in the hallway and pretends to be dead with his eyes closed and mouth open. Tate says, "Yeah!" I chimed in and said, "Um, I don't think that's a very good game. Why don't you think of something ele."

Tea: Ok Mom!