A while back Ben informed us that he had a friend named Dab who lived in Michigan with his dad Flo. We were going somewhere in the car and Mike kept asking more questions about this Dab.
How old is Dab?
He's five.
Like you? What kinds of things does he like to do?
(He launched into a series of video games that Dab liked to play with his dad. Amazingly, the three Ben has played.)
Where's his mom?
She died on her bed. Dab's sister died on her bed too. Now it is just Dab and Flo.
That gave me pause.
2 comments:
Sounds like the start to a Roald Dahl book!
Oh. . . wow. =) Well. Interesting!
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