Thursday, September 3, 2009

Dying Love

I had to share this. Today we were driving in the car and my sweet Sarah asked "Mommy, when you die can I have your car?" I laughed and replied, "Sure you can" - if she only knew that what she was asking me for was a really out of date, uncool minivan. What 16 year old wants that? Anyway, the kicker to the conversation was when she followed up with "And don't bring the keys with you to Heaven." I wasn't sure if she was kidding, so I asked "Why?" to which she replied, "Because then I won't be able to drive the car!" Like 'duh, what kind of a question is that Mom?' To make matters worse, Bryan had to add that Sarah turning 16 would mean that I would die at the ripe ol age of 43.
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