I think more than half the fun of having kids is just trying to figure out what in the heck is going on in that little head of theirs and how that thinking can make such an impact on their future lives and mostly, their childhood memories. For example, when Frank took Meredith ice skating she went excited to try it, but later said, "There's not even water under it." Here this whole time before ice skating and during she was thinking of a frozen pond type ice skating like we saw in the movie Little Women. You know, where Amy falls through the ice! Good Lord, she thought that could happen to her the whole time, and yet bravely and trustingly she went on to ice skate.
Digging deeper into her little head, Meredith has recently started asking a lot about funerals. We recently had a family friend die, but it wasn't someone she knew. Maybe it was the talk around that she picked up on? Anyway, she wants to go. As in saying the following:
I hope I get to go to a funeral some day.
I want to see the box they put people in.
What does the body look like?
How do they get the box into the ground?
Who puts the flowers out?
Why are some of the stones bigger than others? I want a big stone with the fancy top.
So, the body is under the ground and we walk on top?
I know it is a natural curiosity and I answer her questions honestly. Funerals are sort of mysterious, but what I don't think she is connecting is that a funeral is sad. I'd like to think that her faith like a child in heaven is just so strong that she doesn't get what the big deal is. I hope that's the case, and I hope that she doesn't have to attend a funeral for a long while.
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