For those of you who know me, you know I am not a morning person. But, being woken to the defiant sound of my 4-year-old uttering the phrase: "I am not going to heaven when I die, mom" knocked the sleep right out of my eyes. So much better than an alarm clock. Who knew I could laugh so early? The conversation proceeded...
Me: (Trying to stifle my laugh) You're not going to heaven when you die?
Leo (son formerly known as Connor--or SFKAC): (Totally serious) Nope.
Me: (Taking him more seriously) Why?
Leo (SFKAC): Because Roomba [our robotic vacuum cleaner] can't go with me.
Me: (Laughing out loud)
Leo (SFKAC): MOM!!!
Me: I am sure Roomba can go to heaven.
Leo (SFKAC): Oh! OK! Well, when is Roomba's birthday?
Me: (Scratching my head that the heaven issue resolved itself so quickly) Ummmm... I don't know.
Leo (SFKAC): (Still serious) Well, what are we going to do? He won't be able to wear a birthday hat. He doesn't have a head like normal people. It will fall off. Does that mean he can't have a birthday party?
Me: (Back to the non-morning person) We can tape it on. (Pillow over my head--still laughing though)
Friday, April 18, 2008