So my girl is a little obsessed with death. In fact, both my children are very curious about dying. Mary Kate has mentioned random people mostly men that she sees in odd places for sometime. There was the man that stood by her window in the red shirt (at the old house). Now there is a man that she has seen at her preschool that "helps the people to not die". Last night she asked if dead people wear clothes. She said "When I die, I do not want clothes. I want to show everyone my boobies." Hmmmm.