As some of you may have noticed, my daughter and I have in common a sick and twisted sense of humor. Need proof?
Julie is in charge of making sure that my obituary is published as follows:
"Ma croaked."
Yep, my husband is fine with this - or else he has just given up. I would have.
When lil man was just a baby, my daughter's paternal great-grandmother died. Nonnie was 93 when she died and I went to stay with Julie's brood while she went to the funeral. The day before she came home, the kids and I made her a frog cake. We wanted to cheer her up 'cause her Nonnie had croaked. The cake was a white Jello poke cake with green Jello (frog blood, you know). I frosted it with white icing and then stencilled a green frog on the top.
Julie's stepdaughters were not sure that Mom was gonna like this. I told them she would. They remained unconvinced. I promised to take all of the blame. They were still not sure.
She loved it - and a tradition was born. We commemorate all family deaths with frogs.
*Julie read this and reminded me of the joke that started it all:
I must "fix" your post....the whole thing orignated with a joke:
A little boy crawled up on his grandpa's lap and said "Grampa, can you make a noise like a frog?"
"Umm, yes but why?"
"Cause mommy said when you croak, we are going to Disneyland!"
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What a wonderful family tradition !
Ribet. Ribet.
Hilarious!
I want everyone to sing "Ding Dong the Witch is Dead" when I pass.
Hey, at least with that obituary, those horrible people who steal the identities of the dead wouldn't be able to steal yours! And probably would think that they'd be better off NOT stealing it, haha!
I think it's absolutely hilarious!
Sounds JUST like you!
Rofl that's great! Something I would enjoy my own self!
I must "fix" your post....the whole thing orignated with a joke:
A little boy crawled up on his grandpa's lap and said "Grampa, can you make a noise like a frog?"
"Umm, yes but why?"
"Cause mommy said when you croak, we are going to Dinsenyland!"
speaking of frogs... there was one croaking in our pond. But I haven't heard in for a few days.
I think he went looking for a lover.
You are too funny!
And you sound very creative too!
I think frogs are a lovely way of commemorating a passing!
I love it- and it sure gives you a wonderful connection in hard times. You know what they say- the space between tears and laughter is TINY. Enjoy your tradition!
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