This morning while we were returning from taking Taylor to school, Kendall casually asked me, "Mom, how do we get up to heaven?"
I said, "Well, you'll go to heaven when you die . . . but not for a very long time -- when you're really, really old."
Without missing a beat, Kendall said, "Oh, when I'm an old lady like you?!"
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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that rocks!
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