Saturday, December 13, 2008
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Dying?
Braxy says, "Mom, when am I going to die?"
So I tell her, "Don't worry sweetie, you will be alive for a long long time."
She says, "Count and show me on your fingers how long that is."
I say, "More years than I can count on all my fingers and toes. You will be alive longer than mom, dad, and grandpa."
She gets a concerned look on her face and says, "I don't want you and dad to die first...cause someone will come and kill me."
I said, "Braxy you don't have to worry that won't be for a very long time and when it does happen you will be all grown up and heavenly father will always protect you.
She says, "But mom, I don't want to be alone."
I said, "You will never be alone. You will be all grown up, married, and have children before mom and dad go to live with heavenly father."
Again, she looks concerned and says, "But mom, I don't know how to make babies yet."
So I tell her, "Don't worry sweetie, you will be alive for a long long time."
She says, "Count and show me on your fingers how long that is."
I say, "More years than I can count on all my fingers and toes. You will be alive longer than mom, dad, and grandpa."
She gets a concerned look on her face and says, "I don't want you and dad to die first...cause someone will come and kill me."
I said, "Braxy you don't have to worry that won't be for a very long time and when it does happen you will be all grown up and heavenly father will always protect you.
She says, "But mom, I don't want to be alone."
I said, "You will never be alone. You will be all grown up, married, and have children before mom and dad go to live with heavenly father."
Again, she looks concerned and says, "But mom, I don't know how to make babies yet."
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