It’s late at night — about 10:30 p.m. the night before Russell’s birthday (last night to be exact). We had just picked up the children from the babysitter’s and we were driving home. The atmosphere inside the car was calm. Unusual.
The children were quiet but awake so I mentioned that their dad was going to turn 44 in a mere two and a half hours.
Zaffy said, “Forty-four? Daddy, does this mean that you are going to die soon?”
Russell said, “I don’t think so. I hope not. But I’m a day closer than I was yesterday.”
Mgazi said, “Daddy’s almost dead? That’s too bad.”
And the children drifted peacefully off to sleep.
Recommended wine: Russell is a fan of bourbon. So, in honor of his impending death, I suggest his college favorite, Evan Williams. Long live Russell!
Don’t you just love how nonchalant kids can be about our mortality?! You’re going to die, Mom? No worries– we’ll just run to Costco and get another. They sell coffins, so they MUST sell Mommies, too.
Thanks for riding the Crazy Train! Sounds like your house is full of fun, too! I loved your last post about the “s” word too.
Thanks, Christina. The “s” word post is one of my favorites. Because it actually matters to me. It’s not just that the situation was funny. Same thing with the ballet post. I feel strongly about not feeding our children’s sense of entitlement AND the whole thing was funny. Thanks for reading!
Oh my. Children say the funniest things.
Right? Right. That’s what got this blog started in the first place. The various things my children said that had me rolling on the floor laughing (when I wasn’t driving, of course).
LISA!!!!!!! When are you finding the time to read this? While baby is eating? THANK YOU!
I once did a newspaper interview while Zaffy breastfeeding Zaffy. (It was a phone interview.) A few days later the story came out and I was quoted as saying something was “really really really important.” Three really’s! Really?
Don’t do important stuff that requires you to think while breastfeeding. Just a little free advice that wasn’t solicited. *smile*
First off your kids are adorable. Second hahahahaha. Kids are so wonderful aren’t they?! My 5yo DD loves to tell my DH how handsome he is and then look at me and say ‘we should really do some sit-ups’. Thanks lovely DD of mine lol.
When my 7yo DD was 5yo, she started grabbing my pooch in public places. (I’m talking about my belly pooch…. my muffin top). She would say, can I hold your fat? I corrected her and told her it was a measurement of how “fit” I was. Not that fit, obviously. But she misunderstood, because she was only five. And she instead asked, can I grab your fit? She still does it to this day. She thinks that roll right there is called the “fit.”
The hahahahaha’s… I cherish each and every one.