M: Daddy, how did Grandaddy survive?

Me: What do you mean?

M: How did he survive?

Me: Survive what?

M: You growing up!

Handsome posted that on FB tonight.  Before dinner, M also suddenly asked me, "Where is the front door?" I knew what he was asking, he was referencing our agreement to meet at the "front door" of heaven. I reminded him to ask someone and told him not to be scared if I wasn't there immediately.  He replied, "Oh, I won't be. There will be lots of people very happy to see me!! Especially Pop!"  

Handsome's grandfather died several years before we married.  He would have loved this mess of boys we have.