Yesterday we are driving past a cemetery...and this is how the conversation goes:
Blake: Did they just pile all those people in the sand?
Me: What? No. They all died at different times.
Blake: Why?
Me: Because they were really, really old.
*Silence*.....
Blake: Are those blocks expensive? (Tombstones)
Me: The big ones are the little ones aren't as expensive.
Blake: Well, when we have someone die we'll get them a small one.
*and silence again* I don't have a reply to that one.
(I hope there is at least room for my name on mine.)
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