Sunday, May 10, 2009

RIP


We went to the cemetery today to visit my dad's grave. As we were walking throught the cemetery the boys were pointing out gravestones they liked and names that were the same as theirs. As we were standing around talking to my mom and my grandparents Henry piped up, "I want to be buried in a creepy graveyard, not a cemetery." Okay, I thought. "I also want to have a white gravestone that looks old and I want it to say RIP in big letters."

Way to plan ahead, I will let your wife know.

1 comments:

Megan said...

i absolutely love this story. it is so funny the things that kids come up with especially at the cemetary.