The picture frame was in my left hand, while my right hand covered my mouth and nose. Apparently a lot of dust can form within a year and my eyes were all watery and I felt like I was going to sneeze. I was also contemplating what I could do with the picture frame. I had remembered buying it for a specific purpose, but I couldn't remember what I had planned to do with it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that The Crazy Clown was looking at me with curiosity. And that's when I realized that he thought my sniffles and watery eyes meant I was crying!
Because I'm a really awesome parent, I could NOT pass up this opportunity to torture my child.
Me: "Do you remember Uncle Charlie and Aunt Katie?" (still with my hand covering my mouth)
The Crazy Clown: "Uh....no....."
Me: "They died before you were born."
The Crazy Clown: "But if they died before I....."
Me: "It was a tragic car crash."
(my hand still covering my mouth, I began laughing so hard that my shoulders were shaking, which of course made it look like I was sad and sobbing.)
The Crazy Clown: "Oh my.....I'm sorry. I don't remember them."
And that's when my dear child extended his arms and walked towards me with the most loving look on his face. He embraced me with a tender hug and then looked toward the picture frame.....
|The accident was so horrific that the paramedics couldn't even pry them from the vehicle. We had to bury the whole car.|