Frankincense, Gold, Myrrh . . . and Balloons?

Great-Grandma Estelle treated us to a huge Shari's gift certificate this Christmas. It's been fun to chisel it down as she'd intended, with after church brunches. Yesterday the boys were thrilled to get balloons. It was a windy day and so I made a deal out of letting me hold onto the balloons when we were outside.

As our car approached home . . .

Me: Boys, I'm going to take your balloons now and bring them inside so they don't blow away. You can play with them when we all get inside.
Boys: Okay!
[pause]
Bryce: But Mommy, I want to let mine go, so it blows up in the sky to Heaven for Jesus to have. Can I give Jesus my balloon?