The Circle of Life

So, today was our eleventh anniversary. To celebrate, we headed to Niagara Falls, where Spills had never been. We walked along the parkway to the falls, marvelling at the rapids and the falls themselves. Then we headed up the crazy Clifton Hill, past Ripley and Guinness and all the rest. We decided to have lunch at the Rainforest Cafe, a spot that was new to all of us.

Inside the cafe, we were quite enjoying the I-spy game of finding animals amid the foliage, when Spilly suddenly said, "Mommy, I don't want to die."

She has been watching Charlotte's Web, and we have been talking about it.

"I know," I said gently after a minute. There was really nothing else to say, besides pointing out that we all hoped she wouldn't die for awhile.

Her Daddy talked about how Charlotte's Web was all about the cycle of life, kind of like in the Lion King. People are born, they live awhile, and they die, making way for new people.

"The circle of life," Spilly corrected him. (She later sang the song all the way home in the car, quite loudly.)

We were all quiet for awhile.

Then Spills said, "You know what?"

"What?" we said.

"To the people who aren't born yet, we're like the Ancient Romans."

We've also been talking about ancient Rome lately.

"I love you," I said.