Not so much an update since the caterpillar is still dead. However, the conversations we have been having with Haden are enlightening.
Morning:
Haden: Can I see my caterpillar?
Dad: Your caterpillar died.
Haden: Huh? What? It died? What?
Mom: It got sick and died.
Haden (running out of the room): Connor, the caterpillar died. (always keeping his brother in the loop)
We thought that was the end. Then later that day:
Haden: Can I see my caterpillar?
Mom: It died. There is nothing to see. Go get your shoes on.
Haden: Is it still sick?
Mom: Nope. It is dead. Please put your shoes on.
Haden: Well, when will it get better?
Mom: It won’t. It’s dead. Will you go get your shoes on?
Haden: When will it come back alive?
Mom: When Jesus comes.
Haden (running out of the room): Connor, the caterpillar will come back when Jesus comes.
Good. we are finally done with this discussion. Dinnertime:
Haden: When will Jesus come again?
Mom: Dan, take over.
At least it is about a caterpillar and nothing more traumatic.
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