Mortality. 

Rooby, at breakfast, apropos of nothing: Mom, would you miss me if I died?

Me: Yes, I would, very much.

Rooby: But it’s ok if people die.

Me: Yes, well, everybody dies eventually. It’s part of being alive. It’s also ok to be sad when people die because you miss them.

Rooby: Do bugs die?

Me: Yes, bugs die too.

Rooby: But not toys.

Me: That’s right, toys don’t die. Though sometimes their batteries die.

Rooby: I remember when the batteries in Zoe’s toy reindeer died. For its nose.

Me: But the toy itself doesn’t die.

Rooby: Right! Stuffies don’t die!

 

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