The Things They Say

My kids are obsessed with death.  All of this contemplating mommy and daddy's early demise is beginning to creep me out.  Today Jude asked me, "Mommy, is you die, the pizza man is gonna watch us?"  

and unrelated ...

Since it's Ash Wednesday, we decided to go out for a fish dinner after church.  Virginia complained the entire way to the restaurant.  When we finally arrived, she insisted on staying in the car and demanded we get her a burger or she wouldn't eat anything.  Ella said, "Come on Virginia, eating meat today would be like crucifying Jesus all over again.  Just eat the fish already."

That girl cracks me up.  Ella's perspective is often so different and unexpected, that I frequently laugh at her, even when she's not trying to be funny.