In a conversation with the boys tonight about inheritance (not sure why it was up for discussion) I explained to them that they'd get all our stuff when we died. Then I had to explain that it should be a long time from now and that I'll probably die before them, to which Josiah assured me that I wouldn't be first, because I am "not as crunchy as Daddy". Perplexed, I asked what crunchy means, to which he said, "you know, like when old women have crunchy skin and stuff." Oh, wrinkles. Hee hee!
Then Josiah told Elijah that he’d have to move out next week. When I asked why, he said because Elijah couldn’t live with him in his house. Now I guess he plans on Jacob and I dying next week and giving Elijah the boot! We’ll need to work on this.
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