Sunday, October 3, 2010

Not the Way I Would Have Done It, But...

Today the kids and I were water-coloring paper leaves to hang on our kitchen windows.  After awhile the boys decided that two of the paper leaves we'd already hung up were the "mommy" and "daddy" leaves of all the "baby" leaves we were currently painting.

Ashley vehemently disagreed.  "No boys.  Those aren't the mommy and daddy leaves."

The boys were sad.  So Ashley said, "Well, okay boys.  They used to be the mommy and daddy leaves.  But now they're dead."

So I thought, "Aw."  And then "Wait, what?"  And then before I could think "How the heck am I gonna explain this one?" Ashley saved me the trouble by saying:

"But it's okay boys, because now they're in heaven.  Playing football."

Apparently Scott already explained the concept of death and the afterlife to our children, stay-at-home-dad style.

Kinda sounds like hell to me, but what can you do.

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10 comments:

Rebecca said...

Bahahahahahaaaa...that's awesome! He kind of saved you from an uncomfortable little chat!

Kmama said...

LOL! Yes, that would be hell for me too!

sara said...

Complete hell! Why couldn't they be in heaven getting a mani/pedi?

Brandy@YDK said...

ha. i wouldn't want to play football in the afterlife. maybe watch a little or just sleep. sleep is heaven.

Debbi said...

Men. I think my husband would explain it the same way. Except he would add some soccer games in too.

I disagree.

gringationcancun said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm not sure I want to go to Heaven anymore!

Leaves playing football?

Sadia said...

Ah, Dads. Lucas explained the rules surrounding knives this way: "Do not touch knives with black handles. They're sharp and dangerous." Um, what about friends who have red- or wood-handled kitchen knives, or black-handled dinnerware?

Ruth Anne said...

Love it! Isn't it funny how everything has to have a mom, dad and babies? Even leaves! My kiddos do the same thing.

Hey, I was wondering if you want to switch out Owens for a while? Mine is being a complete pill and I think he'd have a lot more fun playing football with Scott than being tortured by the (very entertaining) gym daycare! Pretty please? We can switch back in time for my Owen's birthday on Nov 2nd. So you won't have to do a party or anything.

Let me know. ;-)

blueviolet said...

Oh so that's what we're gonna do in heaven...play football. Gee, somehow that takes the luster off of it for me. ;)

Bethany @ Organic Enchilada said...

If heaven is football, I'll take one spot in hell. However, prior to this revelation, I was sure that hell involved family gatherings on my husband's side. Now I have to wonder.