Saben has hit the "question stage" full stride lately. Here's just a sample of some of the things he's asked lately:
"mom, what's inside my tongue?"
"How do they make metal?"
"How do they get the metal out of the rocks?"
"What is the sky made of?"
"How do they make cars?"
Notice a definite theme about how things are made. Then yesterday we saw one of those big black beetles upsidedown waving his legs around. I tried to flip it over, but it just kept going upside down so I told him it was dying and was probably hurt.
Saben: "Mom, when I die, I don't want to lay on my back and wave my legs around"
Mom: "Don't worry, you won't do that Saben, that's just the bug"
Saben: "When will I die?"
Mommy: "When you are a lot older I hope"
This Morning
Saben: "Mommy, I don't want to die"
So we had a discussion about going to heaven when you die and how everyone will be in heaven with him when we all die because we love God, how God loves us, how no one will be mean anymore in heaven, yadda yadda.
Saben: "Will the chameleons be in heaven too?"
For some reason Saben always calls Aliens chameleons. Its so funny. So we had a big discussion about how we don't know if aliens actually exist, its just how we imagine creatures on other planets might look.
And then on to Revelations....
Saben: "Mommy, will we ever come back to earth after we go to heaven?"
"Will the old earth go away & be broken before God makes the new one?"
"How does God make the Earth? How does he make the sky? What is it made of?"
At this point I said I had no idea what the sky is made of and we'd have to look it up in a book or on the internet because its hard to remember how everything on earth is created or made. His very next question was:
"Mommy, I want to look on the internet to see how they make picture frames"
From God, heaven, death...to picture frames. Phew. We also touched on soldiers at this point, that's been an ongoing theme as well, trying to figure out why people fight eachother. It was funny because he was watching the superbowl with me and kept wanting to put them in "bad guy & good guy" categories. It was hard for him to understand it was just a game and both sides were good.
But seriously, my heart was bursting the entire time, I just love him so much and its so amazing to hear him asking all these questions. Listening to a child thoughtfully sort these things out is so beautiful and heartbreaking.
3 comments:
It's good to know there are mommys like yourself out there willing to take the time to try and explain things to the little guys. And good job being honest about stuff you don't know, I would probably make something up and then confuse the heck out of 'em. :)
Hah - makes me think back to many similar conversations about too-deep subjects... except that the four-year old was you, not wanting to go to bed quite yet. I seem to recall a fear of getting flushed down the toilet when you died, as we had just done to a goldfish.
He's a blessed little guy to have such a thoughtful and caring mom. And he is adorable! I love the questions (I don't have to answer them...we are still on the plain old "why? why? WHY?" stage)! I laughed out loud about him moving on to picture frames. Too funny! Good thing you have this all written down!
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