
Earlier this week, we had to say "goodbye" to our two little hermit crabs that I've blogged about several times. Pretty funny story...
On Sunday, Adam had to leave for a few days of house-hunting in VA. Elise was looking closely at her Hermit Crab cage and made some comment about, "Mommy, you need to clean their cage, it smells like yucky poopy.". I half-listened to her and responded that I'd clean it later that day...no big deal. After the girls went to bed, I went over to the cage to clean it and realized it smelled WAY WORSE than just "yucky poopy"...it smelled like rotting, decomposed crustaceans. Both of them. I don't know how/why, but they were both dead. Gross. So I just went to bed and left them there- what's one more day, right!?
On Monday during naptime, I disposed of the bodies, cage, rocks, etc...that's just not worth saving (even for cheapskate ME!). I then spent 1/2 of naptime figuring out how I was going to explain to Elise the details of life/death/cycle of living things/heaven/God/etc...we talk often about God and Heaven, but she's never personally dealt with anyone she "knows" (pet or human) dying. Ants and mosquitos don't count...So, I talked to some friends and family, got some good ideas on how to "break the news" to her, how to explain death a little, etc...and went to get her up early from nap. Here's how it went:
"Elise, can we talk for a few minutes about something serious?"
"Sure, mommy."
"Sometime today, sweetie, Doc and Jing died and went to heaven."
"They did?"
"Yes, they're gone now and in Heaven with God."
...then, I waited for the great theological discussion that would follow. I was pretty excited about it, actually. I couldn't wait to begin talking deeper with her about God, Jesus, life, etc...
Her next reply:
"Ok, can I go potty now?".
And that was it.
