Me: "When you marry, what will your husband be like?"Jessica: "My Daddy."
(Jessica turns through our book of wedding pictures...)
Jessica: How old are you when you die?
Me: "Well, some people live more than a hundred years, but most people don't live much more than seventy years."
(Jessica reflects on the answer.)
Me: "How old do you think I am?"
Jessica: "Seventy two."
Me. "Well, I'll be sixty two next January."
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