Bobo said to me tonight as he was going to bed:
"Mom, guess what. Here's what I want to happen to my body when I die." (what's that?) "I want to be burned up, and then I want my ashes to be made into a tiny body, and then you can keep it in a little coffin forever." (wow, Bobo, that's pretty cool!) "Yeah. I should tell my future self!" (you should! then they'll know what to do!) "Okay. Let's pretend I have a superpower time travel." He shook his bed blanket, and then looked at me. "Mom, you can go now. I'm going to use my superpower."
I left the room so I don't know what happened next.
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