The other day Josie got to have "special Grammie/Grampie time." Grampie took her to the park and while they were on their way back (he carried her the whole way because she was tired), she said to him, "Grampie, I'm sorry that you're old." He said, "Oh, well, thanks." She said, "Because you probably don't have much longer to live. (sigh) Yeah, you're probably going to die soon."
Grammie and I got a big kick out of this little tirade (Grampie did too, after he'd had time to recover :).
That's my Josie... the little harbinger of doom.
