He who thinks too much...

I was unloading the dishwasher and William came into the kitchen and said, "Mommy, when you die, who will be my mommy?"  I said, "I'll always be your mommy, even when I'm gone.  No one else will ever be your mommy, that's my job.  Forever.  And when you're old and I'm gone, I'll still be your mommy, just in your memories and in your heart."  William said, "Oh, ok.  That's nice.  But... who will drive me to school?"

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