Again, this is not a topic that I like to talk about right before bed, but this is how Jack's brain works. Exact conversation we had tonight at 8pm, while he was tucked safely in bed.
Jack: Mom, how will I recognize you when you're old?
me: Do you mean because old people look different?
Jack: Yeah, how will I know it's you?
me: Because you'll see me every day and you'll see how I change and look different little by little. Just like when you were a little baby, and now you're a big boy. I recognize you because I saw you get older every day.
Jack: But what if I take a trip and come back and you're old?
me: I'll send you a picture every day so you'll see how I look. Okay?
Jack: But what if you die while I'm on my trip.
me: Don't worry about that now Jack...
Jack: Can I visit you when you die?
me: (!) Uhh...I'm not sure what you mean?
Jack: I mean, can I visit you, after you die!?
me: I don't think we should worry about that right now sweetie. It's bedtime...
Jack: This is exactly the time that I am worrying about it.
me: Well, I try to take good care of myself so that I will live a long, long time.
Jack: But you have to die sometime right?
me: We all do sweetie. But Daddy and I will be around a very long time for you.
Jack: Okay. I hope you live to be 200 because 100 just isn't long enough. Sighhhh...
me: I'll do my best. Goodnight...