Hah, reading FML really boost my laughing capacity. Oh gosh I laughed at this for like a minute.
Today, I took home my grandpa’s ashes. I then went out with my grandma, leaving my 5-year-old at home with my 12-year-old. When I got home, my beaming 5-year-old opened the door, covered in white powder. My grandmother asked where all the powder had come from. She pointed to the empty ashbox. FML