Last week Dylan shared the most heart wrenching thing with me at dinner.
Dylan: "Mommy, did you know that K's mommy got really sick and that was how she died?"
Me: "Did she die when she was a baby?"
D: "No mommy, she died when K is as old as she is now, 6. Well we had to make wishes today at school, you know cause we have been learning about Martin Luther King. Well, you know what my wish was mommy?
Me: "No Dylan, what was your wish?"
D: "I wished that K's mommy was still alive."
Completely blown away. The amount of compassion she showed was beyond her years.
Then of course five minutes later she began screaming and chasing her brother around the house like a lunatic.