Dibs

Our dog Kimba died last year and we keep her "dust" in a cedar box in our bedroom. Elena asked what happened to the dust of her Great Uncle Joe, who died recently. We told her that he was buried instead.

"I want you to keep my dust", said Elena.

I told her that we'd hopefully die before she did. At this point, Donovan declared dibs on my dust and Elena called Michelle's dust.

I'm flattered. I think.