One of the big things I always "worry" about is that I
am going to forget all the cute things my kids said and done when they were
young.
Yesterday, we were at church and M&M who is 6 told her
Godmother, Trish that Quarter's birthday (Our oldest son) was on Wed.
Trish asked M&M how old Quarter was going to be, and M&M replied 24. So I
corrected M&M and said Quarter will be 23 on Wed. Without missing a beat
M&M goes, "Well you are still not old enough to have adult children in
my book". Why thank you, it is exactly how I feel too.
Later at the dinner table while we were celebrating Quarter's
birthday, it was brought to my attention that TFOLT had been telling everyone
that Quarter was going to be 24 (Hmm could it possible be why M&M thought
Quarter was going to be 24?). So I was teasing TFOLT and said is because you
missed Quarter's birth, first birthday, second birthday, third birthday (he was
in the Marine Corps at the time)? M&M piped up and goes, "that is not fair,
daddy was in a war when Quarter was born". So I asked M&M if she knew what war TFOLT was in when Quarter was born. M&M paused to think about it and announced, "The Zombie War". Yep, that is exactly right. TFOLT was in the Great Zombie War of 1990.
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