* entering Brady's room to tuck him in for the night *
Mom: "Nigh...buddy what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Brady: "I can't say."
Mom: "Please tell me honey. You can tell me anything."
Brady: "If you died soon I planned to live with Nana, but I was doing the math and she is probably going to die before you, so that means I'll never get to live with Nana!"
Mom: "Oh..."
* not sure if I should think it's sweet that he's so upset that he can never live with his Nana, or should I be worried that he's making plans for living arrangements for if I die SOON?!?! *
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