Lucy and I had a very spiritual conversation over breakfast this morning:
Lucy: When I was at Nana’s house Katie said that when I become a Grandma I will die
Me: Well, that is a long way away honey I don’t think you need to worry about it
Lucy: But I don’t want to die
Me: (recognizing a bad thing coming) well, you won’t die
Lucy: (tears welling in her eyes) BUT I DON’T WANT TO DIE!!
Me: Oh sweetie, it won’t happen until your like a hundred years old — you’re not even 5 right now
Lucy: I. DON’T. WANT. TO. DIE!!!
Me: Lucy, do you know what happens when you die? (Lucy shakes her head vigorously) you go to live with God so it isn’t anything to be sad about
Lucy: I don’t want to live with God. I want to live with Mommy. (hot tears now streaming down her face. I gather her up into my arms and sit on the couch)
Me: Lucy, you will live with Mommy.
Lucy: I don’t want to live somewhere without Mommy.
Me: You will always be with Mommy. I will always take care of you. Always, always.
Lucy: When I’m a Mommy can I still call you Mommy?
Me: Yes, of course you can
Lucy: (calming down, and the tears receding) Will you still call me “honey”?
Me: yes, of course I will
Lucy: (perking back up) I like it when you call me “honey”.
We recently let Max have some time to run around the house “commando” – no diaper, no pants. He seemed to like this until he peed on the floor. As I was cleaning him up this conversation occurred.
Me: It’s okay Max accidents happen
Lucy: (from the adjacent room and screaming) IT’S OKAY MAX! ACCIDENTS HAPPEN ALLLLL THE TIME!
Me: You have accidents when you are learning to use the potty
Lucy: (still in other room) IT’S OKAY MAX! I HAVE ACCIDENTS!!! BE BRAVE MAX!!
Max: (shouting back) OK SISHY! I BWAVE!!
Me: okay buddy lay down so I can clean you up
Max: Peepee come out my peanut
Me: yes, peepee comes out of your penis
Max: Mama don’t have peanut
Me: that is right, mommy doesn’t have a penis
Max: peepee come out of hole in peanut.
Me: Yes sweetheart, the peepee comes out of the hole
(Wow, so glad we got that all cleared up. )
I think peanut is a great euphemism!
(Thanks for reminding me why it’s okay I don’t have boys :).
Your kids are too, too sweet! I’m so glad you record these conversations, and some day THEY will be so glad, too.
I just LOVED that!…I was laughing so hard, I cried!!!