In recent months, Sev has been introduced to the concept of death. This sounds morbid, but I guess there comes a time when every kid starts asking questions. This past spring, my grandmother passed away and Seven and I attended her funeral. This past week, a dear friend of mine passed away and although I didn't take Seven to her memorial service, I've had to explain a few times why mommy was crying.
I've also found this lesson useful in helping explain to her why safety is important. i.e.: crossing the street, watching for cars, wearing a life vest in the pool, and so on.
On the way home from the park yesterday, Sev started a little rant about safety precautions:
Sev: Mom, you always need to watch for cars and traffic when you cross the street.
Me: Indeed, you do.
Sev: Because if you don't and you get hit by a car, you'll get dead. And then you'll have to go to the doctor and your arm will be broken and then you'll go to sleep for a long, long, long, long time, and then the doctor will poke you with needles, and then you'll go to heaven.
Me: ....Um.... Well... That's kind of how it works.
Sev: You'll have a case of the dead-ness.
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