I can only assume that one or two of the cool kids at day care have a dead grandma, because Miles has been a bit obsessed with the concept lately. He'll be playing happily, then suddenly adopt a sobering frown. "Mom," he'll say reverently. "You remember my grandma.... that DIED?"
"No, Miles. Your grandmas are still alive. They did not die."
"No! I mean my other grandma, the one who lives far, far, far away." Then, reverting to his hushed tone again: "She DIED."
"You mean my grandma, Grandy?"
"Yeah!"
"She's still alive, too."
"Noooooooo!"
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2 comments:
Little Eric Cartman, always has to be the center of attention.
I wouldn't feel too comfortable with this "living" thing right now if I were any of Miles' grandmas. Sucks for them.
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