Conversations with a 4-year-old

Me: (as we drive past the overflowing funeral home) Wow, that’s a big viewing. They must have been very well loved.

Vstroyer: Is it a party?

Me: A little bit. Someone has died, and people are coming to say good bye.

Vstroyer: Oh. Like at my birthday.

Me: Uhm, not precisely. A funeral is sad sometimes, because someone has died.

Vstroyer: Like daddy.

Me: Yes, like daddy.

Vstroyer: Remember on the bus, when you showed me where daddy was? (last week on the bus when we passed the cemetery, I told her tha...