Sigh

I put the boys to bed tonight, and about 5 minutes later Ry was weeping at the top of the steps and calling for me. I ran up expecting to see blood, but instead we had this conversation:

Mom: What's wrong?!?!?

Ry: What if we get sucked into a black hole?

Mom: Huh?

Ry: A black hole happens when 2 planets collide. What if another planet falls off it's orbit and slams into the Earth and we get sucked into a black hole?

Mom: I don't think we're close enough to other planets to collide into them

Ry: Well what about tornadoes?

Mom: What about tornadoes?

Ry: What if there's a hurricane or a tornado like they have in the South? And we run to the basement and all of the furniture upstairs and my DS gets washed away? I don't think they make DS's anymore [the tears really start flowing at the thought of the destroyed video game]

Mom: We don't live in the South, we live in the North

Ry: But it's cold in the North. It's hot here

Mom: [Tries a different tactic] People come first, then things. If our things get ruined we can buy more things. We can't by more people

Ry: What about fish? You can buy a new fish. If Baseball [the fish] and Sammie [the dog] get washed away in the hurricane, can we buy a new ones?

Mom: Sure. I think it's time for bed

Ry: [Begins to cry even harder] I just thought of something. The sun is supposed to burn for 50 billion more years. What if I live to be 50 billion years old and then the sun goes out?

This went on. And on. And on.

Now hiring a therapist, a scientist and a meteorologist. Accepting applications immediately.