(republished from my blog) 

Lauren- "Dad."
Me- "What?"
Lauren- "Has anybody ever fallen in there?"
Me- "Where?"
Lauren- "The grave. You know, when they walk by and touch it or when it is going down. Has anyone ever fallen in?"
Me- "Be quiet and listen to the preacher"
Lauren- "I thought he was a pastor."
Me- "Whatever! Just listen."
Lauren- "Ok. He's not going to talk about trains again is he? I don't think I can hear about trains again".
Me- "Be quiet."
Lauren- "Ok. You know I think if I fell in I would be to embarrassed to come out. I would just stay there until everyone left."
Me- "If everyone left it means you'd be buried under 6 feet of dirt already."
Lauren-"Still. I wouldn't come out."
Me- "Here are the keys just go wait in the car!"
Lauren- "Okay, okay. I would stay there though."

Lauren- "It looks like rain, huh. And it's so cold too."
Me- "Yeah, it's ugly."
Lauren- "Yeah, I don't think I would want to die on an ugly day."
Me- "Well, we don't get much choice on that."
Lauren- "I know right? Stupid weathermen suck."

Lauren-"I think she is crazy for wearing those sandals, Dad."
Me- "Yeah, it's 50 degrees out here and it's raining."
Lauren- "No, I meant they don't go with that dress. Not even close."