Olivia is 4.10 and has deep thoughts

Ms. O is a deep thinker. She ponders the big questions about life and death. We have conversations about what happens when you die and if you become a spirit are you still in the same body? I told her that I didn't really know, but I thought that when people died they became the sky and the sun and everything we can see and feel. That satisfied her for a few days.

She frequently asks for reassurance of permanence: any time she has to leave a toy unpurchased or stick left outside she has a mini breakdown. "Will it always be here?" she asks. We always say yes. 

The memory of things that were lost years ago, like the sparkly pink shoe she kicked into the John Day River will spring to mind and make her cry. I never say the right thing. What is there to do but let her feel loss, even if to us it seems crazy town.

This is 4.10.