I love my family. I really do.
Last Friday night, after my uncle died, we were sitting around, and someone asked when they were going to come take away the body.
My 12-year-old, bouncy, loving cousin Jeremy replied,
"Can we PLEASE, stop calling it 'the body'? I don't like it. We should use the Biblical term for it. We should call it 'the tent'. --- It's much more recreational."
Aunt Miriam: (while laughing hysterically) "Jeremy, your Uncle would have LOVED hearing you say that. He would had died laughing."
Jeremy: (with a completely straight face, and with a scolding tone) Aunt Mrm, I don't think that's very appropriate."
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OH. My. WORD.
I love you, dear. And I love your family for being able to have moments like this.
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