Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

How Would You Like to Die, Sweetie?

You have to love the innocence and kind heartedness of children, especially when the moments are rare amongst the never-ending bickering. Last night the kids and I somehow got on the subject of death while watching Surf'sUp. While Boog understands the general idea of death, his perception of how it occurs is slightly limited. For PP this was a subject she hadn’t discussed before. Here was the conversation between them

Boog: PP, do you want to get shot and die now, or would you rather live a full life?
PP: No
Boog: No what?
PP: I don't want to die
Boog: Well you're gonna die eventually
PP: I don't want to get shot
Boog: So you want to just get really old and die?
PP: No
Boog: You have to pick one, sweetie.
PP: I don’t want to get shot
Boog: (Stroking her hair and face) Okay, then you can live a full life like me, and grow to be five.

The way he was stroking her hair made me about cry. The fact that he thinks he's had a pretty full life made me want to bust out laughing.

2 comments:

  1. Goodness that made me giggle! Kids are just great! I love the things that they come up with!

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  2. Goodness that made me giggle! Kids are just great! I love the things that they come up with!

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