|A. in tears because someone dared to give her something that WASN'T a horse. You can see my hand ready to drag her to the privacy of a back bedroom to, ahem....get herself together.|
In my head: Huh?...pause...OH!!!
Me: No, he said "final damnation". (desperately hoping that this would be a satisfactory answer)
4yo: What is "final damnation"?
Me...pulling out my handy dandy theology degree...then slipping it back in my pocket: Ummm, it means that if someone doesn't love God...umm... at the end of their life...ummm... they don't go to heaven.
4yo: (long pause)
In my head: Please God, let her be quiet for the rest of the Eucharistic prayer!
4yo...in sad voice: I want you to change your mind.
In my head: Oh no!! I have upset her. She's afraid of "final damnation". Drat! Now what do I do!
Me...casually: Change my mind about what?
4yo: About presents! (now in full whining mode) I want more presents!!
The end of Christmas can be hard to stomach when you are four!