The other night the boys called their Great-Grandmother, who
isn't doing so well after Great-Grandpa's death, to cheer her up a bit until
next we can visit. Liam is just like me, someone who says more than needs to be
said, someone who shares too much for whatever reason. During the visitation
Liam walked up to Great-Grandma and said: "Really sorry that your husband died
and all. I love you." When he said "died and all," he literally gestured
towards the casket. I furiously scribbled mental notes about emphasizing social
graces to the boys. I realized that it was his young way of expressing
condolences and in his mind he thought that he was demonstrating exemplary
Before we dialed her number the other night we sternly
instructed him on what to say and what NOT to say. He wasn't to mention
anything about Great-Grandpa's death, dying, caskets, things like that. He
nodded his head solemnly and we dialed her number and handed him the phone.
"Oh HI Great-Grandma," he chirped. "So how are you doing? I'm sorry again about you-know-what, about you-know-who dying but Mom and Dad told me not to talk about that to you so I won't."