3-year-old Caroline was pensive while she was enjoying her bath.
"Grammy," she said, looking up at me, "you're an old lady."
Taken slightly aback, I paused, then agreed, somewhat jokingly.
Caroline continued. "And you're gonna die. But not for a long time."
She sighed. "I will miss you."
Another time she told her mother she wanted to go to a site on the internet and order something online and have it sent to her by Fed-Ex.
At least that's what I think Rachel told me. Of course, I might not remember it exactly right. I am an old lady, after all...