We were having dinner as a family a few nights ago when random comments and jokes turned into an impromptu emergency prep talk. One of the TDs made a comment about waking up and mommy and daddy not being here which led me to ask what would they do if they woke up and me and T-Daddy were gone. Their answers led T-Daddy to talk them through different scenarios including waking up to an empty house, tornadoes and fires.
We were in the middle of this conversation when TD2 burst out in tears.
TD2: I’m scared.
T-Mommy: What are you scared of?
TD2: I don’t want to die!
T-Mommy: Why do you think you’re going to die?
TD2: Because these all sound like bad things that I’m going to die.
This led to a convo about how having these types of convos can actually save our lives. And LOTS of cuddles and hugs and kisses. I promised her I’d lie down with her and as we were climbing into bed, she grabbed her customized stencil with her name on it.
TD2: I’m going to sleep with this because Anna* gave it to me and I don’t want it to burn up in case there’s a fire.
The next day:
We were looking at T-Daddy’s toenail when TD2 walks in. He stubbed his toe months ago playing basketball and has just been waiting for his toenail to fall off.
TD2: What are you doing?
T-Daddy: Mommy’s going to try to take my toenail off.
TD2: Why? What’s wrong with it?
T-Daddy: It’s a zombie toenail.
TD2: *in tears* Noooo. I don’t want it to be a zombie toenail. I don’t want to be eaten.
*Name changed to protect the innocent. Plus who doesn’t love a Disney princess name!
12/13/2018 at 11:46 AM
I can rarely remember much from my child hood but I remember telling my mom that the only way to stay alive is to make sure I live with her forever. If I left I would die. Do not remember her reaction though.