In Which The Four-Year-Old Makes My Life Plan

The Four-Year-Old: “I want to stay alive as long as you are alive, Mommyo.”

Mother: “I want to stay alive as long as you need me.”

The Four-Year-Old, extremely concerned: “You will be very old then.”

Happy New Year, y’all.

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, or musing about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.wordpress.com.
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2 Responses to In Which The Four-Year-Old Makes My Life Plan

  1. chris says:

    happy new year… my 4 yo counters with ” when you get really old, then you get dead.” this was following a conversation preparing for the likely death of Cookie, the goldfish. I had to clarify that humans do not lose their arms and legs before they die, unlike Cookie is losing his/her fins… c

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    • Shala Howell says:

      Happy New Year to you too! I suppose I’m glad that we aren’t the only family starting the year with depressing conversations. Still, sorry to hear about your fish.

      (Do fish really lose their fins when they get old?)

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