Cute Car Talk

Ashley and Caitlin are fascinated about death and it is reflected in little conversations now and then. Throw in the some toilet humor and Christmas songs and you have two very cheery and chatty little girls.

In the car on Sunday morning, on the way to see our friends’ Nativity pageant  at a Church in the UDistrict, we listened to our CD of Christmas songs. The songs and the destination sparked this instructive little conversation:

Ashley: It’s good that we’re listening to our carols on the way to the play because they are about Jesus.
Caitlin: Mmm…(in agreement)
Ashley: Do you know that Jesus died a long time ago?
Caitlin: No.
Ashley (With a pause between each of the following sentences because she was obviously giving each new sentence a lot of thought): Probably before I was born or you were born.
Probably even before Mammy was born or Daddy.
And probably before Grandma and Granddad were born too. 
Wouldn’t that be a long time ago?
And he was a young man when he died.
He wasn’t even a Granddad.
The people put him on a post and put nails in his hand and feet and he died.
They didn’t like that he was teaching people to be kind
Caitlin: Oh...

What more was there for Caitlin to say really, after that Life and Death of Jesus is less than a hundred words?

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Once again, we were in the car, on our way home and listening to one of Ashley and Caitlin’s favorite Christmas songs at the moment, ‘I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas” and discussing writing Christmas lists.

Caitlin (laughing loudly): I want a hibbobotamus for Cwistmas.
Me (faking incredulity): And where would we keep it? Would it sleep in your bed?
Caitlin (with great amusement): Noooo!
Ashley: We could keep it in the back garden.
Caitlin: Yes…in the back gawden
Ashley: Except it would have really big poos.
Caitlin (faking enormous disgust because the idea of huge poos obviously thrills her): Yuck. Then I want a real snake for Cwistmas.
Ashley (more serious tone now): No Caitlin, you can’t have a real snake because if it was poisonous it would bite you and then you would die!
Caitlin:....
(It was the ultimate conversation killer.)