'Member that time (um, two weeks ago) when Adelaide and I were out weeding the flowers beds in the front yard and marveling at the size of one of our trees? I don't know what kind of tree it is or exactly how big it is, but suffice it to say it's some kind of conifer and it is gigantic. Adelaide started fretting that the tree might fall and smash our flowers, and I absentmindedly replied, "Honey, if you're going to worry about that tree falling, you should be worried about it crushing our house, not the flowers." Now we get to hear her say things like, "I hope the tree doesn't fall and smash our house while we're at church," and "I hope the tree doesn't fall, smash our house, and kill us tonight while we sleep."
Don't you just love projecting your own fears onto innocent children?
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