Bryce just asked me how old I would be when I have my birthday. I told him I would be 30.
"But, that's when you die!"
I told Daddy that he needed to figure everything out with the house and kids because my days are limited. He said he was older, so he would go first. I told Bryce.
"Oh, well BOTH of you can't die. Just you."
How sweet.
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