At My Age?
As I held Sophie’s hand in mine, I was walking a few feet in front of Nadine and Dominic and out of earshot.
I leaned over and asked her, “Would you be my girlfriend?”
“Daddy, I am too young.”
I completely agree with her quality response. I hope she answers like that over the next 25 years.
She further added, “When I am older, you will be dead.”
“What?!?!?” I assured her that I will probably live for a long time.
So I decided to ask her one more probing question.
“So you’ll be sad when I am dead, right?”
She pondered her answer for several seconds and quipped, “I am not sure.”