Death and New Life

This morning I was crouched on the floor lovin' on Grunny and Peyton pops off with, "You better love on him today, cuz he's gonna die tomorrow!"

Then, an hour later Libby said, "I wanna grow slow, so I don't die quick."

I don't know how to explain the death obsession, but I asked Libby if I've turned her into the cynical little beast that she's become and she was happy to blame me.

As I'm sitting her typing this, the conversation turned again.  Libby just said, "What's a sperm again?"