the preschoolers face their mortality
Thursday, May 10th, 2007
Claire and Ada are playing with the horses.
A: The horsie died.
C: “Mama mama, I don’t want to die!” “Sweetheart, you won’t die.” “Yes I will! I’ll get old and sick and then I’ll die!” “You’re sick? Oh! No!”
A: Then the mama horsie died!
C: “Daddy, daddy! Mama died!” “It’s okay darling, we’ll get another mama.”
I guess technically they were facing my mortality.
