In the car on the way home from a family birthday party Claudia...out of no where...said "Curtis died."
Yes, yes he did.
"I can't play with him because he died."
"But he is still my brother."
Cue the tears. I choked them back and said "You are right."
She then said, switching off of Curtis but still on death, "Remember how Annie's parents died?" (Annie, from the musical. I let her watch it..it is a fave of mine, but is pretty intense. I didn't think she would follow the story like she did.)
That day we watched Annie I was trying to explain in 4 year old terms that Annie's parents died and she wanted a new mommy and daddy to love her. Of course I get the "Who is going to be my mommy and daddy when you die?" response. Craig was about to jump in and say "That won't happen." But I cut him off, one thing...life is unpredictable. I tried to tell her if something happened to mommy, daddy would take care of her and vice versa. She looked at me like I was crazy and said "No, I want a new daddy like Annie!" Craig and I laughed, assuming she was expecting Daddy Warbucks to swoop in with his millions.
I doubt reality of what death is makes any sense to Claudia. It makes so little sense to me.