J: Mommy, the toilet goes to Egypt, right?
Me: Um, not really.
J: Mom? (tears and sad face) So roly-polies don't go to Egypt? (tears rolling down face) They go to roly-poly heaven? I don't want my roly-poly to go to heaven. I wanted him in the back yard!
Me: What happened?
J: He fell in the toilet when I was trying to save him (sobs)
Me: (at this point all I could do was hug and lie) No honey. Roly Polies know how to swim and he will survive and find his way to a lake.
J: lets say a prayer. Dear Jesus and God, please help my roly poly survive and not die. He is not ready to see you. (cry cry cry)