Today was nice. Then, it happened. The Little Ms. and I were downstairs on the couch, getting ready to watch a movie and she asked to look at my wedding book. I said ok and she started going through the pages one at a time. After a couple of passes through, I noticed she stopped on the "parents" page a little longer than the rest. The next time through, she decided to name everyone in the pictures. Again, we stopped on the "parents" page. And now, the scene:
"Papa and Daddy."
"Grandma and Mommy."
"Nana and Daddy."
"Who is that?"
"That's just someone who came to the wedding."
"Who is he?"
"That used to Mommy's dad. He's not around anymore."
"Did he die?"
"No, he just doesn't talk to Mommy."
"Maybe he just doesn't like you."
She may be on to something, there.