I run a day home. I have 5
kiddos in my care ranging from age 2 to 4 so the topic of conversation
around the table during snack usually revolves around what is happening
outside the window, what we are going to do next and about who is eating
the fastest (It’s not a race!!).
Yesterday’s topic was a little more...
I don’t know what?... deep?
Little J, “My dog died a long time ago.”
W, “I know, Little J, you told me. That’s sad.”
Little J, “Yah, she was sick so hers died.”
W, “Claire died too.”
Little J, “Yah.”
W, “Her got sick in mommy’s tummy and her died. Claire is my little sister. Nobody knows where she went.”
Little J, “Yah, like my dog.”
W, “Yah.”
Little J, “Can I have yours fishy crackers?”
W, “Yah. Can I have your cheese?”
