Dear Ben,
I'm so honored that I am the one you come to for all your answers right now! I shudder to think that it might not always be that way :) So in the meantime, I prayerfully try my hardest to guide, teach and love you through my answers.
Sometimes they're odd... "mommy, if a cow is down our drain and I want some milk, what gloves will you wear to go down and get him?"... (WHAT? I don't even know where to begin!) Sometimes they break my heart... "mommy why did he talk mean to me?"... Sometimes they're just too precious..."but why don't you live with your mommy and daddy?" (you're absolutely right, by the way, and we intend to stop such nonsense this generation, so make sure to marry an understanding future daughter-in-law :))... Sometimes they're humorous..."how does God get all my toys up to heaven?" And sometimes they're relentless, as in you really want to know and won't be satisfied with lame attempts to distract or gloss over the answer as in... "but how does the baby come out of your tummy? Where does he come out?" (by the way, thanks for sharing my attempt at an answer with your preschool teacher :))
And so on and so forth... all great questions! (OK, except maybe the cow down the drain one, but I'm sure it was important somehow. And at least it led to a fun discussion :))
But you sure hit me with a doozy yesterday! Not one I couldn't answer, just the biggest one to date that I had to take a major pause before starting in on...
"Mommy, who is Satan?"
Aghhhhh! Who told you about Satan! You're 3! Good thing my loving parents put me through such a religious education growing up - I was eventually able to pull out a relatively good answer about how he was an angel who disobeyed God and is in a major timeout. My biggest slip up was the major timeout thing because you of course wanted to know where? In jail? you asked. Super, now not only are we discussing Satan, but we've moved on to his home too. Yikes! Stuff I do want to cover with you, of course... I was just planning on holding off for a while. But I shouldn't have been too surprised because we've already had to cover other doozies like kill, death, dieing etc... I just don't think I was as concerned with these things until about age 7! Thanks for keeping me on my toes though... and for asking me!
love,
Your Mommy
Friday, November 21, 2008
And the Questions Keep Getting Harder...
Posted by Marc, Jaimee, Ben and Liam at 11:48 PM
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Yes, well, MY child told one of my friends to name her unborn son Satan. Yes, Satan. Oh I was mortified. Obviously she had heard that name but didn't realize it was not a name we name baby boys!! We got to explain to her then who Satan really was. I think you did a good job explaining to Ben. You're a wonderful momma :)
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