out of the mouth of babes

Yesterday on our way to the airport our daughter unexpectedly exclaimed "Hey! We just passed where we're gonna die!" She said it in such a jovial, matter of fact manner. It was a little alarming. Ben had to verify with her.
"That's where we're going to die?"
"Yeah. Where we'll be killed."

Understand, this is certainly not out of the realm of possiblilty. We are driving to JFK Airport, in the midst of New York drivers, who are listed as a synonym under the word aggresive in your dictionary. Had our daughter suddenly revealed some sort of sixth sense? It wasn't a completely comfortable moment. Until I had an ah-ha.

"Did we just pass a cemetary?" I asked her.
"Yeah! Where we'll be dead!"




Whew!