Tick...Tock...

Here's a funny from my daughter who never fails in giving me a good laugh (at my own expense, of course)...

E: I'm going to miss you, Mommy.

Me: Why? Where do you think I'm going?

E: You're going to die soon and I'm going to really miss you.

Me: I'm not dying - why do you think I'm dying?!

E: Because you have gray hair and you are so old.

Me: By the time I die, you're going to be old. Don't worry about it. I'm here to stay.

This was followed by hugs and kisses and giggles. Even though the topic at hand is something I don't look forward to, it's so funny for me to try and see myself though my own child's eyes. Old for me is always my grandma - not even my parents. Old for me is feeble and toothless, none of which I am. Old for her is just being a grown up. That used to be old for me too, I guess, but how quickly things change. I never thought I'd be a grown up and here I am. There is nothing like a child to bring you back and ground you.

Happy Monday....2 days till Turkey Day!