Went for a walk in the cemetery with my little guys.
Ben ran around to all the graves of interest & yelled out to me at the top of his lungs..."Who is this one? What year did they die mommy? How old were they?"
Not sure why these questions had to be screamed for all the dog-walkers & seniors to hear but apparently he was very curious about this self-made info. gathering.
I would read the stone & then he'd ask, "Were they old? Is that sad mommy?"
Jack informed Ben in a deep, solemn (and quite matter-of-fact) tone, "Ben, we're gonna die one day too ya know & then we'll have a gravestone."
Ben then blurted out "When you die Mommy, I will visit & put flowers on your grave."
This is where I had to pretend I got something in my eye.
Then they had a brawl over who could pick the most dandelions for me.
Man, i love those kids.
This one made me kinda sad because the man wasn't buried here. My guess would be that he got married again & was buried with that wife unless he's alive & well at 116?