After son C had carelessly run into a lego creation and broken part of it:
Son L: "You're acting like a ruffian!"
Me to L: "Wow, great use of the word ruffian!"
Son C: "Mommy, you're hurting my feelings."
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And a more serious conversation today:
L, with a somewhat sad look on his face: "Mommy, what will I do after you die?"
Me, shooting up a bullet prayer for the right words and answering slowly: "You'll bury me, and you'll miss me, and you'll be thankful that you'll see me again, and you will always know that I love you."
L: "But what will I do?"
Me: "You'll live your life, however long you have to live after I die. And after it's your turn to die, we'll see each other again in heaven. That will be a very happy thing."
L, clearly less troubled and spoken matter of factly after several seconds of quiet thought: "Okay!"
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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1 comment:
tears...but what a wonderful explanation!
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