Mary has been cracking me up recently with her philosophical remarks.
The other night, she called to talk to my parents. I could only hear her end of the conversation, but it sounded like this:
“I miss you too!”
“Yeah, because we don’t live close by.”
“I know, but that’s just the way life is.”
A few minutes ago, Wesley asked me if his piece of turkey looked like a ghost (?) and I agreed that it did.
He took it over to show it to her, and said, “Look! Doesn’t this look like a ghost?”
She said, “Not really–it just looks like turkey.”
He said, “Mama said I was right and it does look like a ghost!”
She said, “Well, you know, sometimes people have different opinions about things. Especially things that are not facts.”
Things that are not facts–I love it.