Where's my giant book of answers?

Lacy & Lily have started asking questions about birth,death, Heaven, God, getting smooshed, cemetaries and every other uncomfortable subject you can think of that doesn't have easy answers. Conversation today on the way home...

Lily, "What's that building?"
Me, "It's a church, see the cross?"
Lily, "For dead people?"
Me, "No, for people that are alive"
Lacy, "Where are the dead people?"
Me, "Dead people are usually in the cemetary, remember the one by our house?"
Lily, "Why are they not in Heaven?"
Me, "Ummmm..." think fast, think fast.
Me, "Well, their bodies are in the cemetary but their spirit & their soul are in Heaven if they loved Jesus"
Lily, "Where's Jesus?"
Me, "Remember? He's in heaven"
Thank goodness they took a break in the conversation to talk about what they were going to eat for lunch but then they saw a police car....
Lily, "I think that police man is going to help someone"
Lacy, "Who is he going to help?"
Lily, "Somebody who got smooshed"
Me, "I bet the policeman will help take them to the hospital to see the dr."
Lily, "No, they're going to Heaven"
Me, "Maybe the Dr. will be able to make them better"
Lily, "Nope, they're going to Heaven"
Lily, "They can't talk in Heaven"
Lacy, "Why not?"
Lily, "Their mouth was smooshed"
Me, "When you go to Heaven, Jesus makes you all better. You're not smooshed in Heaven"
And although these questions leave me stumped sometimes & a little nervous about all the questions to come, it's amazing to me how their little brains work through such complex ideas.