Sophia and I were playing another round of rocketship rescue—which is where she picks an animal to rescue from her big encyclopedia of animals to rescue somewhere in the walk in closet— and she was playing reindeer doctor to Dasher. She was pretending to listen with a stethoscope when she started this conversation:
Sophia: “Daddy?”
Me: “Yes?”
Sophia: “Is a heartbeat good?”
Me (trying not to laugh): “Yes, it means you’re alive.”
Sophia: “Does it means you’re okay?”
Me: “Yes. It does.”
Sophia: “Daddy.”
Me: “Yes?”
Sophia: “The reindeer has a heartbeat.”
Me: “I should hope so.”
Sophia: “What if you don’t have a heartbeat?”
Me: “You wouldn’t be alive.”
Sophia: “Daddy?”
Me: “Yeah?”
Sophia: “What about great grandma?”
I had NO idea where this came from.
Me: “What about great grandma?”
Sophia: “Does she have a heartbeat?”
Me: “Not anymore.”
I told her about my parent’s parents earlier this month talking about this month. She knows they existed but they are all passed on.
Sophia: “So she’s not alive?”
Me: “No, she died.”
Sophia: “A while ago.”
Me: “Yeah.”
Sophia: “That’s why great grandma died, she had no heartbeat.”
At which point I agreed with her and left the closet so I could write this down as best I could remember it.