January 15, 2010

Call me superstitious

Yesterday as I was driving to the library with my two youngest.
Jennedy, 3, said
Mom, When we are done, we go with Jesus
What did you say
When we are done, we go with Jesus
Done with What
When we are dead, we go be with Jesus
Yes he will be there, and you can stay with him until you mommy comes to be with you
(this is when I got all teary eyed, I don't know why, but having my three year old talk about dying and going to be with Jesus, made me all choked up, even now writing this I am getting teary eyed.)
Then she said,
When I go with Jesus he will take my hand and we will walk some place else.
Where will you walk
Some place new
um Ok....

This conversation freaked me out a bit, it reminds me of those stories when kids die and their parents said they knew they were going to die because they were saying things that made its seem like they were prepared. Ugh. If any of my kids die before me.... oh I don't even want to think about.

Think positive, come on, there is no secret meaning behind that, just a simple conversation from an adorable inquisitive three year old. So I figured if I blogged about it then nothing will happen, all will be well and good if you just blog about it. I am being superstitious huh. OK I will stop.

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I did not get much sleep again last night. Lately Jennedy has been going through a fearful stage, where she comes down every night saying she is scared and wants to be hugged then sleep on the couch. So I tuck her in at the couch and that is where she sleeps. This is pretty much every night. I hope it is just a stage that she will get over soon.

Well last night Jerika came down too, she had puked in her bed. She is feeling really sick. She has what I had earlier this week. Poor dear.
Here is the part that amazed me. She puked in her bed, got up and got our a bowl to throw up in instead of the floor or her bed. She then puked in that. That was so smart of her, resourceful and impressive. Then she came down to get me and I cleaned it all up and got her moved to another bed. So now she is home from school, watching TV and going in and out of sleep.

We have been watching Barbie movies all day long. Well not me, I am on the computer. But with one sick child the others are getting to watch TV also they feel super lucky. With them entertained I get to read all of my friends and favorite blogs. I may be tired but I kinda like today.

7 people feeding my addiction to comments:

Kristina P. said...

I would so much rather throw up in a bowl than the toilet.

Hope she is feeling better!

Unknown said...

superstitious? yes...but I totally see where you're coming from...good choice in blogging about it! definitely blew that possibility out of the water!

Sarah said...

How sadly sweet. Funny what kids think about sometimes.

Sorry about the sick babies...I hope they get feeling better.

SBrooks said...

Seriously made me teary eyed. I don't like the conversation of death at all. You seemed to handle it well. Hope you and the family feel better!

SBrooks said...

Seriously made me teary eyed. I don't like the conversation of death at all. You seemed to handle it well. Hope you and the family feel better!

Heidi said...

Tiffany, I just thought I'd pop in and see your blog since you commented on mine. Wowza, what a conversation starter for a 3-year old! That would've freaked me out, too. It teared me thinking about it. My husband's grandpa died in 2008 and so my kids remember him still. My boys will talk about death, but more in a, "
Great-Grandpa is learning the gospel now, huh Mommy?" or "I really miss G-Grandpa, Mama. Do you think he gets to watch us sometimes?" on that second part, I hope not! I don't want him seeing my messy house! Good thing I've been cleaning lately.
Sorry about the sick kiddos. Hope everyone's feeling better real soon.
As a side note, I REALLY like the layout for your blog. Where'd you find it?

Dana Wartena Thelin said...

Guess what, we can read our blog in Hong Kong, You have done such a wonderful job for us. You talked to me like that when you were little. It made a little scared, we didn't have blog back then. Love you lots, Mom