Wednesday, October 05, 2011

Deathly thoughts

I wake up this morning to a little voice going "Mommy, I don't want you to die."

That was Evan, in one of his contemplative, introspective moods.

The twins have learnt about death.

They learnt it at Easter when they were taught in school that Jesus died on the Old Rugged Cross.

They learnt that it happens to people close to them because they have asked their Grandma and their Grandaunt where their mummy was and the answer given to them was that she had gone to heaven.

They have also learnt that if they do dangerous things, like allow a balloon to deflate in their mouths (Evan did that and we had to yank the balloon out of his throat), they might accidentally cause death to themselves.

We try not to scare them but at the same time, we try our best not to hide reality from them.

Jordan takes it in her stride, understanding that death happens when you are really old (just like teeth loss).

Evan, however, doesn't take it well at all. He gets weepy, emotional and panicky that we might die and leave him alone.

If that isn't reason to exercise, stay healthy and look after ourselves, I don't know what is.

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