Last week a coworker's husband died. So last night, when J got home from work I went to the viewing. As I was getting ready to leave, Alysa asked me where I was going. I told her I was going to a funeral. She looked puzzled, so I told her a funeral is what you have when someone dies. She looked at me and said,

"Mommy. When you die, I will give you a funeral."

Thanks kiddo.