Nate said . . .

Both boys have been pretty funny lately.  While we were driving yesterday . . .

Nate: “Mom, now that Great Grandma Florence is heaven, why do you think Grandma Marz still goes to Utah?”

Me: “I don’t know Nate, why does she?”

Nate: [in a “duh, mom” kind of voice]: “She goes to get me my favorite salad dressing.”

 

[I always have her get me a big bottle of a vinaigrette that they sell in Utah Costco’s!]