
Meredith, today (5/7/09) you came over our house after preschool for our usual lunch and playdate with Abby. We had a brief conversation about your mom over lunch. Years from now (or perhaps even hours!), you'll most likely forget the details of our conversation, so I wanted to help you remember what your 3-year-old mind remembers of your mom.
Meredith: We're going to Toys R Us to buy a kite because we're going to visit my Mommy tomorrow.
Judy: Where is your Mommy?
Meredith: She's in heaven. It's far away. Far like where Grandma and Grandpa live. We have to fly to get there.
Abby: Is she coming back?
Meredith: No. [you said this with a normal voice, not sad]
Judy: Meredith, what do you remember about your Mommy?
Meredith: My Mommy read me Tikki Tikki Tembo.
Judy: What was your Mommy good at?
Meredith: Reading me books.
Meredith, I wish your Mommy could see you growing up. You are becoming such a good friend to Abby, sharing, working together, helping her unasked. You are so easy to have around. Your Mommy would be so proud of you.

