After our book-reading and prayers, I walked out of Sara's room tonight, but she called out to me as I reached the bedroom door, "Dad?"
"Yes, Sara?"
"In math today Ryan told me that if I didn't stop talking so much, he would call in some Zombies to drink my blood. Can you please make that not happen?"
"Sure, Sara."
2 comments:
HA! Man, if they were all so easy...
Perfect answer from a dad to a daughter. I was afraid of the mummy myself. My dad had to convince me that modern tech ensures you're dead when you die...but that doesn't account for all the ancient mummies now does it?
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