Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Comforting words...

As I'm dropping off The Boy at preschool today,
his teacher stops to tell me a story.

She says, Oh, I've been meaning to tell you.
My Grandma passed away last week.
On Monday I came in to school and was pretty emotional.
The kids were asking what was wrong,
so I told them that my Grandma had died
and was now in heaven.

Then she continues,
Your son shouts out...
Oh she's with Michael Jackson now.

Oh my Boy, so young, but so wise in his words of wisdom!


1 comment:

sunshine said...

LOL! Your son is adorable :)

Follow along through the fun and agony as we try to figure out how to raise two completely opposite teenagers- Teen 1, the fiesty yet inquisitive one, Teen 2 quiet but wise-cracking and our ball full of energy known as The Boy. It aint always pretty, but we’ll sure try to make the best of it!
These are the stories of our lives…