Today's bizarre conversation with my son, regarding Chris's and my upcoming appointment with our estate lawyer to finalize our wills and Sam's trust:
Theo: Mommy, when you go to the lawyer's office, will there be a lot of very old people there?
Me: Not that I'm aware of. Why?
Theo: I mean old people in their boxes!
Me: Boxes? Why would old people be in boxes?
Theo (getting frustrated by my ignorance): Their BOXES, Mommy! Like they're really old, and they look like they're sleeping but really they're dead, and they're in boxes! Will they be at the lawyer's office?
Ohhh. I get it now. Wills = old dead people = lawyer's office turning into a morgue. It all makes sense now. And suddenly I'm creeped out by our upcoming appointment.
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