I still rock my 5-year old every night before I put her to bed. This particular night, she snuggled close to me.
“Mom,” she said, “Dad is going to die first, right?”
“Well, maybe. He is the oldest, but no one knows exactly when they’ll die.” (My husband tried to reassure her once, when she was distraught about dying, by explaining that usually older people die first. He is the oldest in our family. Thus, she concluded, he will die first.)
“And then you’ll die, too, right?”
“Maybe. No one really knows when they’ll die.”
She bit her lip, thinking about being orphaned. “When you and Daddy both die, then us kids will be able to stay up as late as we want!” She blue eyes sparkled and she grinned. “That will be awesome!”
melodee (1:35 pm)
Funny Ha-ha
September 14th, 2007 at 2:10 pm
What else is there to say except, ROFLMBO!!!
September 14th, 2007 at 3:23 pm
There is nothing as good as proper perspective.
September 14th, 2007 at 3:56 pm
What an optimistic view of life! Love it!
September 14th, 2007 at 5:53 pm
Ahhhh! Kid Logic!!! Gotta love it!
September 14th, 2007 at 6:40 pm
I walked in on one of my children during teethbrushing time asking my husband, “when mom dies, can we get a cat?” (I am allergic to cats, I yelled “NO!”)
September 14th, 2007 at 7:52 pm
Sounds like something my daughter would say!
September 14th, 2007 at 9:57 pm
Now THAT’S a “glass if half full” perspective!
September 15th, 2007 at 4:23 am
That’s one secure little girl you have there!
September 15th, 2007 at 8:08 am
Wow..she really thought about that one. I love their brutal honesty.
September 15th, 2007 at 8:13 am
FYI..wanted you to know that I clarified my post twice on your other blog and for some reason it shows me as someone else both times. Thought you’d like to know. Have a great weekend..love this fall weather!
September 15th, 2007 at 11:29 am
Did you tell her that orphanages have bed times too? You MUST send that to Reader’s Digest or some other magazine. Focus on the Family has a section for this kind of thing too.
September 15th, 2007 at 3:10 pm
I just love those moments where something comes out of their mouths that is not even remotely close to what … you think is going to come out of their mouths. Cute story.
September 27th, 2007 at 3:48 pm
Thought we were going one way, then you zagged on me and I’ve got tears in my eyes *and* I’m laughing hard enough to pee my pants. Thanks for that.