I finally asked him
This morning The Boy had his sketch pad in the living room. When I went to get him so he could take his bath, I noticed he had drawn two pictures on the page.
"Those pictures look like dogs! Did you draw Puppy Coal?"
"That little one is when Puppy Coal was a baby," he replied. "I will cut it out and you can take it to your work."
A bit later, he brought it to me. "I miss Puppy Coal," he sighed.
"Can mommy ask you why you didn't cry when we had to send Puppy Coal to Heaven?"
"Because I didn't want him to know he was going away."
"Those pictures look like dogs! Did you draw Puppy Coal?"
"That little one is when Puppy Coal was a baby," he replied. "I will cut it out and you can take it to your work."
A bit later, he brought it to me. "I miss Puppy Coal," he sighed.
"Can mommy ask you why you didn't cry when we had to send Puppy Coal to Heaven?"
"Because I didn't want him to know he was going away."
posted by Well-heeled mom @ 8:09 AM
4 Comments:
At 10:42 AM,
Not-So-Normal-Mom said…
Oh my. That is the sweetest thing. And so very brave.
At 12:10 PM,
Cricket said…
Wow, a stiff upper lip with a purpose. It's amazing sometimes just how much they think, how much is going on upstairs.
At 3:18 PM,
Anonymous said…
what a precious boy you have.
...........me.........crying again for you...
hugs -- julie
At 7:42 AM,
DD said…
I had to suck back a sob on that one.
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