Originally Posted by
Tessa
When I was a young child we were traveling from California to Minnesota. We had to stop for a border inspection. We had to open our camper as we were carrying oranges and they needed to inspect them. My youngest brother asked my mom "Why can't we bring oranges into another state?" and she explained about the insects. When the border patrol came back to the car my brother said to him "How to the insects know where the boarder is?" He just looked at him a walked away.
My husband had passed away and my grandson was afraid of thunder and lightening. My daughter told him that it was grandpa playing the drums. One day while he was visiting it began to rain. He asked me "Why does grandpa have to play those drums?" I replied that that was the job God gave him. To which he replied, "Great, jobs in heaven too, I want the job of petting the kittens".