The following is a conversation I had last night as I was tucking my 4-year old son, Alex, into bed. Autumn is his 7-year old sister.
Alex: I have a cramp, and I think my toe bone is almost broken.
Me: Oh no, we'll have to check it tomorrow and see if it's okay.
Alex: How can we even do that?
Me: We'll just see if it still hurts in the morning.
Alex: I think I'll know if it's broken even since I'm four years old. I don't want to have a broken bone, and I don't want to die either.
Me: You don't want to die?
Alex: Yeah, but I think everyone has to die.
Me: Well, that's true, but I hope you don't die for a long, long time. I think you'll live a long life and be very happy.
Alex: Autumn said everyone has to die sometime or somehow.
Me: But you know what? No matter what happens, I will always love you, forever. And Mommy will too.
Alex: I will always love you, too. And Mommy, and Autumn. And I love Netflix.
Me: They have good stuff to watch, don't they?
Alex: Yeah, like Sponge Bob.
Me: Good night, I love you.