Reminds me of a phone call I heard back when my granddaughter was nine. She was talking to a friend of hers via cell in the back of my car when I heard her say, “Jason, listen to me! Here’s what you do: You get her a dozen white roses, take one out and replace it with a silk rose. Then you tell her you’ll love her until the last rose loses its leaves.” I’m looking at my wife; she’s looking back at me as if to say, “I don’t know where she gets it!” And the next day she called our son and daughter-in-law — and they didn’t know where she got it from, either!
K M about 12 years ago
Reminds me of a phone call I heard back when my granddaughter was nine. She was talking to a friend of hers via cell in the back of my car when I heard her say, “Jason, listen to me! Here’s what you do: You get her a dozen white roses, take one out and replace it with a silk rose. Then you tell her you’ll love her until the last rose loses its leaves.” I’m looking at my wife; she’s looking back at me as if to say, “I don’t know where she gets it!” And the next day she called our son and daughter-in-law — and they didn’t know where she got it from, either!