We took Gpa Krueger out to dinner on Friday.
After we dropped him off at home Adam and I had the following conversation:
"Gpa sure misses Gma Krueger"
"She's up in heaven"
"Yep buddy, she's an angel"
"Dad, let's build a house for all the angels. Then we can have a rope down from heaven and all the angels can come down from the house and we can see them and then nobody has to be sad and everybody can be happy -- that a good idea, right dad?"
Sure is.
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Aw! Aren't they amazing sometimes? Okay...most of the time! :)
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