The other day DD1 (who is not quite 4) found out about mortality. Her own; everyone's; the whole scary thing.
I think she already had an inkling, although I don't know where from. She knew already what it means to die. She'd also more or less made that final leap to realizing that it happens to us all, but was looking to me for confirmation.
She brought it up out of the blue just before bedtime. I didn't want to lie to her, but didn't have any time to think up a considered response. I just had to confirm the facts, acknowledge her fears, tell her it probably wouldn't happen to any of us for a long, long time and give her lots of cuddles. She wailed a bit but seemed happy enough by the time she went to bed. She seems OK this morning too. I think, I hope, that this means I made an OK job of it.
It made me wonder though what age most other kids find out about this, and how people go about telling them.
(Also: first post. Hello all.)