Why is it that I seem to get so affected by the death of celebrities? Natasha Richardson's death just made me so sad, mostly because of I how horrible I feel for those that are left behind - a husband and two boys. Now that we have Bennett, stories like these take on a different meaning. I felt the same way after Heath Ledger died. All I kept thinking was, wow...Mathilda is about the same age as Bennett!
I know this seems totally morbid to talk about this on a Bennett's blog, but I can't help but think what if? What if it were me? What if it were J? Natasha Richardson took a simple fall on a bunny slope one day. I remember tripping over a curb once and falling on my head (which is a totally different story and may explain alot! Ha!) Anything could happen. At any time. You just never know. It certainly makes me stop and think about things like how do J and I want Bennett to be raised? What would we want him to know and learn - even if we weren't here? We don't even have a will yet (that's been on my list of new year's resolutions since Bennett was born). Argh.
OK - enough of this talk. It's getting me down. On a bright and happy note, Bennett is a ray of sunshine. The other day he talked about going to a birthday party, but only if it had "pizazzzzz." Pizazzzz? Where in the world? And then I remembered we borrowed "Clifford the Big Red Dog" from the library and one of the characters talks about her birthday party as having lots of pizazzzz. He saw this episode maybe twice and it stuck in his head along with the word pizazz. These days he also likes to start his sentences with "Mommy! Daddy! I got a great idea!" I love to see the lightbulbs turn on over his head every day. I love this kid.
I know this seems totally morbid to talk about this on a Bennett's blog, but I can't help but think what if? What if it were me? What if it were J? Natasha Richardson took a simple fall on a bunny slope one day. I remember tripping over a curb once and falling on my head (which is a totally different story and may explain alot! Ha!) Anything could happen. At any time. You just never know. It certainly makes me stop and think about things like how do J and I want Bennett to be raised? What would we want him to know and learn - even if we weren't here? We don't even have a will yet (that's been on my list of new year's resolutions since Bennett was born). Argh.
OK - enough of this talk. It's getting me down. On a bright and happy note, Bennett is a ray of sunshine. The other day he talked about going to a birthday party, but only if it had "pizazzzzz." Pizazzzz? Where in the world? And then I remembered we borrowed "Clifford the Big Red Dog" from the library and one of the characters talks about her birthday party as having lots of pizazzzz. He saw this episode maybe twice and it stuck in his head along with the word pizazz. These days he also likes to start his sentences with "Mommy! Daddy! I got a great idea!" I love to see the lightbulbs turn on over his head every day. I love this kid.
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