"when are you gonna die?" is one of tonight's questions. Ray appears to be thinking about stuffs today.
For dinner, we had Hawaiian Bbq. As we sat there, Ray asked how many babies have been born in him. I asked him what he meant by that... and he said... "well, someone must have given me my mole!" Ray has a mole on one of his feet and he loves it. We noticed it when he was maybe 1 or 2 years old, it just appeared one day! I love that he asked this question because it just shows that he is making so much connections in his brain. This needs a background story, so that you can understand as well.
I have a mole on my stomach. It appeared there when I was pregnant with my Toshi. Four years later and the mole is still there! We tell him... "You see this mole? Mommy got this when you were in my tummy. When you were in there, you poked me and left me a mark." He loves this story. He asks to hear about it all the time.
And so, can you see where he's getting this question of how many kids has been inside of him. Too. Funny.
Fast forward about an hour and a half. Now, we're at home. He's talking about I'm not sure what anymore, but I remember he said, "One day I'm gonna die and one day you're gonna die" to his Daddy. I don't remember the rest because apparently I was not really paying attention. Oops!
However, as I was walking out of the door (we had to go pick up someone), he asked when I was gonna die. I responded with an "I don't know." He said he's gonna die when he's old, when he's 100 days old. Yup, 100 days old. Conversation keeps going and he asks, "what's gonna happen if everyone dies?" Me: "At the same time?" Him: "No, one by one." Me: Well, people are born all the time so it's gonna be okay. Him: "Whenever a lady dies, a baby pops out of her!" That made me chuckle. Haha.
