I’m not ready.

So somehow, I found myself explaining to Anjali the change that happens to girls when puberty hits. Good lord. Thankfully, it was a brief explanation. But here is the thread of conversation that led up to it:
Me: “I won’t take the popovers out until the top is a big poof.”
Anjali: “Did you say PINK POOP?!!!”
Me: “No!”
Anjali: “Because can that happen? Pink poop?”
Me: “Not unless all you ever ate was pink cotton candy and pink everything, I guess?”
Anjali: “Well, I saw pink pee one day in the toilet…”
Me: “WHAT? at home?”
Anjali: “No, at the bathrooms in the theatre…”
Me: “Okay, phew.”
And then the conversation progressed down the path I was not ready to take, when my daughter is 5 years old.
But I did it, and it was okay.

Observation du jour.

Cause/causation observation du jour:
Looking out the window while driving somewhere today, Nik: “All I see in the sky is one big gray cloud forever.”
Me: “Yup, that would be the rainclouds…since it is raining…” (I’m observant like that!)
Nik: “Well, the earth needs the rain, because if there was no water, then the trees would die, and since the trees make oxygen, there would be no oxygen, and if there was no oxygen, then people and animals would die, and then the earth would just have no living things on it forever.”

Heaven and Hell.

Nik: “So mom? Is Hell below Heaven?”
Me: “Well, I guess so, yeah.”
Nik: “So what’s below Hell?”
Me: “Does anything need to be below Hell?”
Nik: “Well, I think SOMEthing is…”
Me: “What do you think is below Hell?”
Nik: “I think the Devil keeps his slave’s prison there. Below Hell.”
Me: “Sounds sad.”
Nik: “Yeah. How DOES the Devil get more slaves anyways?”
Me: “Everytime someone does something bad on earth, the Devil must be happy that soon there will be another slave joining him…”
Nik: “Huh.”