Monday, February 15, 2016

Death becomes me.

Comments overheard during make believe play by the younger two, while discussing the couple who live in the wooden block castle:

                  "They need to be really old. You know, like 30."
She nods in agreement vigorously
                 "Yeah, 30 IS old."

                 "And the Grandpa, he can be...almost 35."

So it is official. 30 is the beginning of the end.

No comments:

Post a Comment