Yesterday, Max asked me about Uncle Cam. Told me he just can't believe it, like it wasn't real. I agreed with him, said that's how I felt too. Both boys know Uncle Cam took his own life - Rocco found out accidentally, of course he just doesn't have the scope to properly understand it.
Max and I spoke about it for a while, he had a cry ... then in walks Rocco.
"MAX WHY ARE YOU CRYING?"
I told Rocco that Max was sad about Uncle Cam. Rocco said he was, too. I said to the boys if they ever have any questions, please ask me and I'll answer them.
Rocco shoots his hand up.
"Yes Rocco?" (DREADING.)
"Yeah I have a question. Like, are there really aliens? Like, seriously?"
Max and I laughed. SO hard. Rocco demanded to know and I said mate, I honestly don't know. He made his way outside, while Max and I finished talking.
We found him dangling from Daves exercise trainer over the trampoline with a piece of bread in his mouth. Not a care in the world.
Max and I spoke about it for a while, he had a cry ... then in walks Rocco.
"MAX WHY ARE YOU CRYING?"
I told Rocco that Max was sad about Uncle Cam. Rocco said he was, too. I said to the boys if they ever have any questions, please ask me and I'll answer them.
Rocco shoots his hand up.
"Yes Rocco?" (DREADING.)
"Yeah I have a question. Like, are there really aliens? Like, seriously?"
Max and I laughed. SO hard. Rocco demanded to know and I said mate, I honestly don't know. He made his way outside, while Max and I finished talking.
We found him dangling from Daves exercise trainer over the trampoline with a piece of bread in his mouth. Not a care in the world.
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