My Seven Year Old Daughter’s Burial Instructions
Summary: Death is final…or is it?
My daughter and I just left Betty’s Burgers and we’re headed to Capitola Mall to play in the kids area.
“When I die I want to be put in a coffin and I want you to put my T-Rex inside with me.”
“Really? So why do you want T-Rex put in the coffin…any specific reason?”
“I want him in there so he can clean me. Maybe about once a week he can get all the dust off me.”
“Yes, and also so he can open my eyes if I come back alive. And if I come back alive he can also open the coffin up so I can get out.”
We arrive at the mall and I get out a pen and notebook pad from the glove box.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m making a note to myself.”
“I find your request to have your T-Rex in your coffin interesting.”
“Oh, so you don’t forget to put the T-Rex in when I die? That’s a good idea.”
“Uh, something like that.”
File Under: Even Kids Want to be Buried with Their Most Cherished Possessions