It was the day I went out to the Farmer's Market specifically for tomatoes to make the Gazpacho. Lucy came along. She does well to get out of the house periodically. I was happy to have her along, though she is in perpetual motion inside and out. She kept wiggling out of the part of the seat belt that fit across her chest.
ME: "Please sit back in your seat and keep your belt on all the way, Lucy!"
ME: "Luce, I just want you to be safe, if we ever got in an accident, that seat belt will hold you in the car and keep you safe."
LUCY: "It's alright, Mom. If the door comes open, I will fall out onto the road and die. Then I will just go up to heaven and keep on living!!"
LUCY: (just sits blinking with the utter clarity and peace only obtained by being four years old)
ME: But, I would miss you!!
LUCY: I would miss you, too!