We arrived just in time to watch him refill the drills with more wheat. Yes, I said planting seeds.īefore this whole conversation started, we had just returned from the field where my husband was drilling wheat. We talked about knowing the difference between right and wrong and how the choices we make each day can impact everyone around us. We talked about where the events of 9-11 took place at in relation to where we live. Part of me wishes that we could keep them innocent a little longer, but we can’t, so we talked. We’ve all spelled words out instead of saying them around children to avoid some sort of big toddler emotion. It’s hard to fathom that many lives lost and that much destruction.

While I can tell the story and look up pictures and facts all day long, I am still just like my 6-year-old.

I tried to explain that those passengers, even though they lost their lives, were heroes because they gave up their own lives to save many others. I told her that there was a fourth plane, but it crashed into a field, after the passengers overpowered the hijackers. I don’t really understand all of it.”Īs I sat there on the kitchen rug, I showed her pictures of the buildings from September 11, 2001. Then my 1st grader said, “We learned about that day at school today. I heard the news over the radio when I was riding the bus from the High School over to the Ag Building.” The evening routine came to a halt, I took a seat on the kitchen rug next to her and I said, “I was 16-years-old, it was homecoming week and camouflage day at school.

My six-year-old stopped me in my tracks yesterday evening when she asked, “Mama, what were you doing 18 years ago when our country was under attack.” Answering questions is just part of daily life when anyone between the ages of 3 and 8 are involved.

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