a quick look at these will put a little smile on our faces, feel free to add yours........
my 4 yr old niece......
I was admiring her prolific artwork on the playroom wall, all family drawings, always with attention to detail like pupils and eyelashes even down to fingernails, one very elaborate one had her long hair and I asked her if it was a self portrait,
'no, it's ME!' she said![Big Grin :D :D](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
my mum was walking past the graveyard with same niece when she asked 'what's that ?'
mum didn't want to give too much detail in case she wasn't ready for it so said 'it's where you go when you die'
'oh, a cemetry, you mean' she said nonchalantly![Eek! :eek: :eek:](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
on cemetries, when my daughter was small she asked me what all the stones standing up were as we passed a different cemetry, so I told her ' when you die and get buried they put those headstones there to mark where you are'
she coolly asked, 'so where do they bury your body then?' :lol:
when my father in law passed away my daughter was 5 and this was her first experience of a family death, I was trying to explain as gently, simply but truthful as possible and told her ' grandad's body has gone to heaven, but all his love inside his heart is still here with us and inside our hearts'
'so how does he open his mouth to eat his dinner now?' she asked, I stumbled over the answer, she listened patiently then hopped off the sofa and said 'can I have my breakfast now?' soo accepting.
A few months later school had a fancy dress day to celebrate the queen's 50 yrs as monarch, I made her a queens outfit with sceptre, corgi and cardboard crown but needed a piece of red velvet for the crown centre.
OH told me to use the velevt bag the box of his dad's ashes came in (which were now scattered at the goalmouth of the KOP and a few in our front garden !) I hoovered out any remaining ashes apologising to the ceiling as I did, she looked very regal even if I do say so myself.
After a wonderful day in school I asked her if she felt grandad was with her today, thankfully the answer was a simple 'yes' and not 'my head was very itchy'!! :b
my 4 yr old niece......
I was admiring her prolific artwork on the playroom wall, all family drawings, always with attention to detail like pupils and eyelashes even down to fingernails, one very elaborate one had her long hair and I asked her if it was a self portrait,
'no, it's ME!' she said
my mum was walking past the graveyard with same niece when she asked 'what's that ?'
mum didn't want to give too much detail in case she wasn't ready for it so said 'it's where you go when you die'
'oh, a cemetry, you mean' she said nonchalantly
on cemetries, when my daughter was small she asked me what all the stones standing up were as we passed a different cemetry, so I told her ' when you die and get buried they put those headstones there to mark where you are'
she coolly asked, 'so where do they bury your body then?' :lol:
when my father in law passed away my daughter was 5 and this was her first experience of a family death, I was trying to explain as gently, simply but truthful as possible and told her ' grandad's body has gone to heaven, but all his love inside his heart is still here with us and inside our hearts'
'so how does he open his mouth to eat his dinner now?' she asked, I stumbled over the answer, she listened patiently then hopped off the sofa and said 'can I have my breakfast now?' soo accepting.
A few months later school had a fancy dress day to celebrate the queen's 50 yrs as monarch, I made her a queens outfit with sceptre, corgi and cardboard crown but needed a piece of red velvet for the crown centre.
OH told me to use the velevt bag the box of his dad's ashes came in (which were now scattered at the goalmouth of the KOP and a few in our front garden !) I hoovered out any remaining ashes apologising to the ceiling as I did, she looked very regal even if I do say so myself.
After a wonderful day in school I asked her if she felt grandad was with her today, thankfully the answer was a simple 'yes' and not 'my head was very itchy'!! :b