About Noon on Sunday (I know, I'm late with my post!) I was starting to feel as if the kiddos had been been secretly plotting against me. I'm sure the conversation went something like this "Hey, now that we've hit the start of another new year lets make mom squirm a bit. Lets start by asking her some totally random questions. I know, you start with...
"Feisty Girl, Age 2" (on a long drive home; just the two of us in the vehicle):
"Tell me about Beijing Mommy!"
"Mommy" (looking intently in the rear view mirror at Feisty Girl):
"Ahhhh...what? You are only 2 years old you shouldn't really know to ask me to tell you about Beijing!" (Okay, so I didn't actually say that but it was what I was thinking!)
And then not even a couple of hours later in the day...
"Little Man, Age 6" (as he was taking a shower and I was putting his towel out for him):
"Mom, who would I go to live with if you and Dad died?"
"Mom" (in sheer shock):
"Why would you ask me that? Mom and dad aren't going to die buddy."
Followed by:
"Little Man":
"Ah, yeah mom, everybody dies." "I need to know so that I know who I'm suppose to go live with if you and dad both die."
"Mom" (still in shock):
"Well...okay" followed by a long pause that was subsequently followed by an entire conversation regarding dying, the court system, wills, and a whole bunch of other stuff that my husband and I just got done discussing a little over 5 years ago (as adults!) and which I had NOT anticipated discussing with our son until he was oh, say, thirty...at which time whomever we appointed his guardian would no longer even be a topic of discussion!
To say that these conversations took me by surprise would be a complete understatement! Kids...where do they come up with this stuff?? :)
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