Khalid: Momma, when I die…?
Me: (putting my drink down slowly) Yes Khalid?
Khalid: And my body goes into the earth…?
Me: Yes?
Khalid: Will people remove my fossils and put them in a museum?
Me: No dear, they won’t.
Khalid: Why not?
Me: Because you’re not a dinosaur dear.
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Iman: (is looking through rows of flavored vitamins as we’re waiting in line at a pharmacy) Momma, why does this have a picture of icecream?
Me: Hmm? Because those vitamins supposedly taste like icecream.
Iman: Why?
Me: So that kids will like taking them.
Iman: This one has cherries.
Me: It’s probably cherry flavored.
Iman: This one has fairies on it. Is it fairy-flavored?
Me: I don’t think so, I’m not sure what fairies would taste like.
Iman: I know. Meat.
Me: Meat?
Iman: Yeah, because that’s what bodies are made out of. Meat.
Me: You’re a very sensible girl.
Iman: I know.
Since I don’t want to spam up your comments, can I say again how much I love your blog, ESP the omes about your kids. And the eyebrow entry…awesome!
JazakAllahuKheiran! I am very flattered, since I read your blog regularly but am usually too stunned and humbled and grateful to comment afterwards. 🙂