Preschool reflections on death and resurrection

Trees do it

Trees do it

My son Hugo is four. He surprised me by his awareness and curiosity about death last fall. He seems pretty perceptive for a little guy, and sensitive – at least as far as how death would immediately affect him.  I was moved by his considerable fear when he hasn’t had much firsthand experience with loss. I’m still figuring out how to talk religion and philosophy with him, and I feel like I’m a little late on some things. So I broached the subject of Easter this week. Continue reading

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Amateur plumbing mishaps on a weeknight

Very useful to have channel locks

Very useful to have channel locks

Last night was a bit unusual. After suffering a super slow draining bathroom sink for months, I decided I was going to Take Care of that. I never managed to use the drain-o-like substance that I was nervous to have in my house but I was suddenly seized with the urge to take apart the trap under the sink and remove what must be a huge disgusting hairball from all my shedding.

Time is a hot commodity on weeknights, so I thought I’d take care of it real quick while Hugo was taking a bath. Did you burst out laughing at me yet?

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Overheard on Easter

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We had a lovely time celebrating Easter with friends yesterday. Hugo mingled and played pretty nicely with the two other kids there (girls aged 3 and almost 4). It was a treat to listen to them talking since he hasn’t been able to converse for very long.

The highlight of the evening for me:

The girls put two dolls in a play stroller, attracting Go’s attention. He comes over and tries to take the stroller.

Go: “No! Mine! I want it.”

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