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The Tribe doesn’t want to die

The Tribe doesn’t want to die. You probably guessed that from the title of this post. Those of you who have been reading my blog for a while know that “the Tribe” refers to my 4 year old son.  I prefer not to name drop minors on the world wide web.

Recently he was pretty constipated while being babysat by my mom. It was so tough “getting it out” that he started trembling and stated “I don’t want to die!  I don’t want to kill myself!”

My mom got him through this but I think that experience stuck with him. Tonight he didn’t want to go to sleep for fear of dying… not from constipation as far as I know. The last thing he told me was God wouldn’t let him die because he was supposed to go to the Y tomorrow.

I told him God has a plan for him and right now the only thing you have to be afraid of is if you don’t go to sleep, I’m going to have to give you a spanking.

I don’t know if God’s plan for his life gave him comfort or my threat that worked but the Tribe is sound asleep.

Yes, he’s just sleeping – I checked his breathing.