Thursday, August 6, 2015

An Oldest Child

The other day I bought an emergency preparedness 72 hour backpack. My 6-year-old daughter asked what it was for. Not wanting to scare her, I told her it was for small emergencies, like if she scraped her knee or if we needed to go somewhere quickly.
At that point my 8-year-old son jumped in, “Or, if there is a huge earthquake and our house topples down or a fire and it burns down.”
I told my son to stop talking as my daughter ran over to the couch, fingers plugging her ears and her face buried in the cushions.
“Nice. Cam.” I told him. “You scared her to death.”
“Well it’s true, Mom.” Cameron told me.

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