Thursday, March 7, 2013
After School Conversations & Sardines
I've had some interesting after school conversations with my first grader this week...
Brodie (very serious), "There's a girl in my friend's class who has cancer. She wears a wig."
Me (trying to maintain composure and hide the sudden stabbing pain in my soul), "Oh I am sorry to hear that. I hope the students are kind to her about it."
He looked thoughtful for a minute, then sweetly said, "It's a pretty wig, Mommy."
I hid my tears.
"Mommy, I want to sleep in my room, but I keep having bad dreams. What if a robber breaks in our house to kill us".
"Well, I think your Daddy would beat that robber to a pulp before he had a chance."
"But what if he couldn't and the robber killed Daddy? Are there golf courses in heaven?"
And of course he was back in our bed that night.
Where we all usually end up.
Packed up like sardines.
And it is pretty uncomfortable, and I often complain.
But in the grand scheme of things, it's not so bad.
And all things considered, we are very blessed.