This is one conversation that Noelle and I had as I was trying to put her to bed. Noelle's questions and comments are in bold.
What kind of tubes are in our body?
Oh there are lots of tubes in our body.
I mean the air tube, the food tube (I think she must have got this idea from when I say to her “did it go down the wrong tube?” – if she is choking)
How does our body make the sound of a voice?
When air from your lungs hit your vocal chords they vibrate to make the sound.
How come Heavenly Father makes us sick some times? (she was sick with a cold, just after recovering from hand, foot, and mouth disease- having a pretty rough go at it)
Well, Heavenly Father doesn’t necessarily make us sick. We just have mortal bodies and sometimes we get sick (not a good explanation for a 5 year old)
What does it feel like when you die?
You don’t feel anything. You just get to go and be with Heavenly Father.
No, I mean how does it feel in the dirt?
Here I launch into the spirit/body conversation and explain that her spirit won’t be in her body anymore. I don’t know how well that went, but I did my best.
I’m afraid that is going to happen some day (meaning she will die some day).
You don’t need to worry about that. It won’t be for a long, long time. I took some parental liberties on this one. I just have to be able to promise her it won’t be for a long, long, long time, even if I don’t know that for sure.
Do you know who the real princesses are?
There are no princesses in the United States.
I mean the princesses in Disneyland. Do you know who they really are?
No, I don’t know who they are. (I guess we are over the death discussion and moving on to Disneyland- thank heavens!)
How are Mickey and Minnie so big at Disneyland? (meaning how are their bodies so big)
I don’t know. (I’m getting tired and finished with explanations)
She stopped asking questions then. Until the next night during scripture study...
Are there bathrooms in heaven?
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
First Day of School
Libby started 3rd grade last week. She was pretty excited the first day (as you can see by the picture). Reality has struck since that time and we had a nice "discussion" about homework today. I'm sure it was the first of many. I'm doing my best to always use a kind, calm voice even when Libby isn't being kind and calm back! This morning I told Libby she needed to feed and water the chickens before she went to school. She wouldn't go take care of it until she was dressed and her hair was done. I told her to just go get it done and then I will do her hair. Nope, "I need my hair done before I go and take care of the chickens." Did I miss something? Do chickens opinions matter? One thing is for sure, I'll never have to beg her to get dressed or do her hair. For that I can be grateful.

Noelle started school today! There is no bus to take her to school (only one bringing both her and Libby home). So I thought I would skip the tears because I wouldn't have to send her on the big yellow bus and then make my lonely walk back home. However, taking her into her classroom was just as tough. She reached for my hand when she walked through the classroom door and I couldn't take it. She had to do this one on her own. Heart breaking! I barely made it out of Greenville before the flood gates opened. I was worried, but she did great. She came home cheerful and excited about the day. (Libby did a great job watching out for her and helping her on the bus)
Noelle started school today! There is no bus to take her to school (only one bringing both her and Libby home). So I thought I would skip the tears because I wouldn't have to send her on the big yellow bus and then make my lonely walk back home. However, taking her into her classroom was just as tough. She reached for my hand when she walked through the classroom door and I couldn't take it. She had to do this one on her own. Heart breaking! I barely made it out of Greenville before the flood gates opened. I was worried, but she did great. She came home cheerful and excited about the day. (Libby did a great job watching out for her and helping her on the bus)
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