Monday, October 11, 2010

I Feel So...unimportant

Kids talk about weird stuff.

Some would call it morbid, but kids are so matter-of-fact, they talk about just about anything and it doesn't seem to phase them.

For example, at supper the younger kids were talking about I-can't-even-remember-what.
I do remember it was about as exciting as, say, the weather.
"Tomorrow is supposed to be a high of 72."
"Oh, really."
"Hey--what it be like if Mom died?"

What was that? Who said that?

"Let's see...if Mom died, well, we'd have to learn to cook." said Christopher.  "But, Isaiah's a good cook, so--y'know." (said with a shrug)

I guess he figured it'd all work out.

I sat there rather stunned...waiting...hoping someone would say something about how sad they'd be, how utterly lost, how no one would have any clean socks, no one would know where anything was.
Please say something...please say something...anything.
Well, I take that back.  Not just anything.

It was then that Andrew chimed in with, "We wouldn't have to go to church anymore!  Wait--nahhh, Dad'd make us."
"Yeahhhh." sigh

*sigh*, too.

1 comment:

  1. Reminds me of the boys playing "Carl and Brady". :)


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