Thursday, March 25, 2010
Friendly Reminder
Yesterday at the store, Zachary walked up to my mother and said, with his eyebrows raised, "Gramma, you do know that you and Papa are going to die soon, right?" She said, "Yes Zachary, I know that." "Ok, good," he said.
This was even worse than all the times he's reminded her that her dog Teddy died and is never coming back.
Zachary is so lucky he has a grandmother who understands him...otherwise he'd be the most hated grandson ever.
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I guess,according to Zachary, you should just go ahead and post the blog you would submit after my demise(it's soon if you didn't know). Then I get to read it(or do I want to)...it's the least you can do to make up for your "ultra-realistic" son, who ALWAYS gives me a hug and kiss after each of his bold statements and says he love me more than all the stars in the sky! How can I not adore him?
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