BoxJam: Yeah, she's growing, all right.

BoxJam: Before we know it, she'll be going to the prom...

BoxJam: Getting degrees...

BoxJam: Watching her kids grow up and leave her...

BoxJam: And one day looking around and realizing that too many people she loves have died...

Ms. BoxJam: Uh, do you mind if I finish looking at these in the other room?

BoxJam: Of course, that still doesn't prepare you for your own demise...