I wonder what God drives?

So we were in the car on the way to grandmas house last week and talking about something, I don't remember what, when Ethnie explained how life and death really work. She said, "When we die Heavenly Father can ride in a car with us, then come to our house and have a sleep over." It was just about the funniest thing ever, and not wanting to spoil her precious little testimony we didn't really argue. I'm sure she'll figure it out sooner or later.