further to the robin conversation from the other day…

on Tuesday morning as i was getting ready to go have bloodwork done, Josh and I heard a loud thump on the living room window. it was, unfortunately, a robin. the robin was laying on the ground, clearly dying, and thankfully it died quickly.

we proceeded to have several conversations about death and dying over the past few days. i’ll be honest, i really did NOT want to explain to my son about a robin dying. i don’t know why that is – as a pastor’s kid, Josh has been to more funeral homes in his 3 1/2 years than i ever did up until i married Brian. we always explain that it’s just the person’s body and that they are in heaven.

so when i said that the robin had died, Josh’s logical conclusion was that the robin was in heaven with Jesus. i’ll be honest, i did nothing to discourage him from thinking that. he woke up from his nap on Wednesday (robin burial day) saying “Mommy, i don’t like it when robins die. I want them to fly!” and then he wanted to know if the robin had “come out of his hole yet”.

um, no. and if he does, i’m going to be calling 911!