I’m driving my four year old Sarah and eight year old Lydia to school a few days ago and this is what I hear from the back of the car:
Sarah: “I’m so happy I’m not dead, because I love going to school soooooo much!”
Lydia: “Well, you know you’re gonna die soon.”
Me: “Lydia! Don’t say ‘soon!’”
Lydia: “Well, okay, maybe not soon. But mom, we’re all gonna die someday.” Continue reading
