I told Benny we were having creamy pasta with mushrooms and spinach for dinner.
-I don’t want to eat spinach!
-How come? I thought you loved spinach.
-But I don’t want to grow and be big!
-What? Growing is great! With each new day, you learn new things and can do more things!
-But I don’t want to die!
-?!
That escalated quickly.
I didn’t expect to have a conversation about existentialism and inevitability of death with a three and a half-year-old. Especially not after an innocent question like: “What’s for dinner?”