Yesterday I had to pick up a couple of items that had been left at the old house (because it is under contract!). After leaving the house:
Nate: We only lived in that house for a year, right?
Laura: No, we lived in the house for five years. Daddy and I lived there before you and Alex were born.
Nate: Are we going to stay at the new house until we are grown ups?
Laura: Yes, you and Alex are going to live in the new house until you are 18 and go to college. We are all going to live there until you and Alex are adults.
Nate: If you die, you won't live there anymore. Your body will be in a box in the ground at the graveyard or it will be burned up. So you won't live in the new house.
Do you like how every conversation about the future turns into me dying???
I actually took that opportunity to explain to the boys that when I die, I am donating my body to the National Institute on Deafness. They will study my temporal bones in the hopes they can understand more about otosclerosis. I've already given them a DNA sample and my medical records. The boys were so excited about the idea that you can donate your body to science for research. I can't wait for them to read "Stiff" by Mary Roach one day.
And as a treat for you for reading such dark material, here is a link to some delicious easy-to-make brownie covered oreos. I've made them twice in the last 10 days.