Big Rock on Your Head

The other day we were going to pick Sam's friend Andrew up from camp. As we drove past the cemetery Sam exclaimed,

"Mommy, look at that place with all the flowers! It's really beautiful!"

"Yes, it's pretty isn't it?"

"Yeah, it sure is. What is that place mommy?"

"It's a cemetery"

"Oh. What's a cemetery?"

"It's the place that they bury people when they die."

"WHAT?" (said with complete disbelief and like I was a little crazy)

"When someone dies, they put them in a special box and bury them in the ground."

"No. They can't do that to people. It's not nice."

"It's okay buddy, because the person isn't alive anymore. It doesn't hurt them."

"It doesn't hurt?"

"No, not at all."

We picked Andrew up and on the way home, as we drove by the same cemetery, Sam explained it to Andrew.

"Andrew. See that place with all the flowers? That the place they put you when you die. They just stick you in the ground and cover you all up with dirt. Then they put a big rock on your head."

To which Andrew responded,

"Does it hurt?"