Thursday, August 13, 2009

I'm still here.

Some of you might have heard this story before, so forgive me.

Aiden, a.k.a. Nostrildamus, asked us on Saturday "when Daddy goes to heaven, will Mommy marry a new Daddy?". My response was a nice diplomatic, "if she wants too. I want her to be happy."

AB stewed on that for a day, and then on Sunday told us, "when Daddy goes to heaven, there won't be anymore Daddies for Mommy to marry."

I then replied, "you seem quite preoccupied with my demise. Am I going to die soon?".


"Oh. When?"

"In three days."

Thankfully, his predictive powers aren't much stronger than his bladder, and I'm still here.

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