I told him that i understood his frustration (he is 6). I really didn't know what else to say (as usual!). -- This morning he asked me what the temperature was in Heaven and if it had seasons. I told him that i didn't know, but i imagined it to be the perfect temperature, which for me would be 72. However, others prefer slightly warmer or cooler. He (thinking above me) said, "oh, i get it, God makes it perfect for each person, but only he knows the real temperature. That's great!"