Born and Reborn Again
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Peach: Do you like my smell?
FrumeSarah: Do I like your what?
Peach: My smell. We all have our own smell. Like we all have our own breath.
Oh. Peach is three.
FrumeSarah: Hey Peach, do you know who put our breath inside of us?
Peach: God. Isn’t that so cool? I told my friends at school today that God put hot breath inside of us.
A moment later…
Peach: I can’t remember the day I was born.
FrumeSarah: That’s OK, Peach. You were pretty little.
Peach: Can you take me there?
FrumeSarah: Where? To the hospital?
Peach: No, the place where I was waiting for you before I was born.
Peach is not alone in his musings about prenatal life. HIs sister had her own take on things.
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So sweet! But I’m dreading the day the question of how/when arises!
He asked how and I said that God kissed us right before we are born. That’s how the breath gets inside of us.
Today he wanted to know how the baby gets out. Taking a page from ZaydeGiraffe, I told him that mommies have something called the birth canal and the baby travels down it. He thought that was pretty cool too 😉
Those discussions are fun.
Here at Beit Frummie, all discussions are fun.