Luke just randomly told me "next week - I'm going to died". I replied "no Luke, you aren't. Why do you think that". He looked at me for a second then said again "I'm going to died next week like Grandad."
Feeling a bit anxious now, I assured him "no Luke, grandad is in heaven, but you need to stay here with mummy and daddy". Poor Luke burst into big sobbing grieving tears. I think he just really wanted to visit grandad today. Poor wee man. Just held him till he settled.