I guess I'm going to be mothering Bug for a long time. Pook has already asked how soon he can move out, but Bug seems to want to stay. The other day he said to me, "When I'm 100 I'll get a new home. Will you still be my mom? Will I still be your baby?"
Then, another day I got, "'When will I die?"
I hope you won't die until you're a really really old man. Older than me, Daddy, Nana, Papa, Grandma or Grandad.
"Like 100? And then I can live in another state like them?"
Today he called to me from the bathroom, "I'm done!" (meaning, 'come wipe my bum') and I sighed, When are you going to start doing this yourself?
"When I'm in college I think."
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