More Glimpses Into The Mind Of My Four Year Old


Lincoln has been really concerned about getting his kindergarten shots next year ever since his little buddy told him all about the “TWO BIG HUGE SHOTS THAT HURT REALLY BAD” that you have to get before you go to school. I don’t think there has been a day in the last month that he hasn’t mentioned his worries about it to me.

Today he came up to me and said, “Mom, I don’t think I am going to have to get two big shots to go to kindergarten because I think the doctor already gave them to me.” He then pulled down the neck of his t-shirt and pointed to one of his nipples and said, “see, I must have got one right here”, and then he pointed to his other nipple and said, “and I have another one of these things right there, so I must have got my two big shots.”

I just nodded and said, “Mmmm hmmm”.

The other day we were chatting and I was answering as many of his rapid-fire questions as I could when he asked, “What do we look like when we die… old beast?”

How do you answer that?


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