Short but sweet

Rocco: We don’t have yesterdays.  Yesterday just went and went and went and then it was gone.
Me: Yup.
Rocco: What happens to all the yesterdays?
Me: They turn into memories.
Rocco: Oh!  Let’s have one now!
Me: A memory?
Rocco: Yes.
Me.  Okay!

And so we sat there and remembered yesterday together.

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(I tried to find a sweet, pensive picture of Rocco; this is the closest thing I could dig up.)

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