Latest conversation with Andrew...
A few weeks ago, out of the blue, Andrew asked me what farewell meant. I told him and nothing more was mentioned. Fast forward to yesterday, I was cooking dinner in the kitchen and Andrew walks behind me and casually says:
A: Farewell Mommy, farewell.
Me: Where are you going?
A: I don't know.
Me: Parting is such sweet sorrow.
A: I know.
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"cooking in the kitchen".....
Where else do you usually cook?
Hahahaha. Great story, though.
-meg
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