Conversation between my son and I at the bus stop this morning.
Son: Who do you think will die first, you or dad?
Me: I have no idea. (Your father, of course)
Son: I think it will be you.
Son: Because, you know, people shoot other people who are famous.
Me: I'm not famous.
Son: You seem pretty famous to me.
Me: I'm not famous enough to be shot.
Son: Well, sometimes people just shoot other people for no reason.
Me: Yeah, but that could happen to anyone.
Son: It'll probably happen to you.
Son: Would you rather die by being shot with a gun or being eaten by a shark?
Me: Uh, I'm gonna say gun.
Son: Me too. It'd be over with faster.
The things we leave behind.
1 day ago