Last night with all the lights out, lying in bed, Babs asks me "How do worms and cats talk?"
"They don't."
"But Sally, Huckle, and Lowly do."
"I know, they're just make-believe. They're pretend." This is the first time Babs has considered that her TV friends may not exist in reality. (Although, given the full presence of the internet in their lives, especially their future lives, perhaps existing in reality will have a different meaning for them afterall.)
While she digested this information, I hoped she would fall asleep. But she had more to say.
She then brought up the other thing that she's been thinking about a lot lately, Mary Magdelene and seeing the resurrected Christ. We talked about how Mary was sad, but now she's happy. She was sad because Jesus' body was lost, but then she found it. She was also sad because his hands were broken, but she'll be happy when they get fixed.
How do you discuss resurrection with an almost three year old? You let her drive the conversation.
