As you know, we've been working on my front porch stairs. While everything is torn up, my father decided he would water-proof that section of the basement, so he began to dig out that area.
Little did he realize that the clay, granite and bricks weren't the only things he had tossed onto the pile!
As I was watering my flowers, I noticed something white and sparkly amongst (yes, KH, I said amongST) the granite. I picked it up, thinking it was marble, and realized, it was just a crumbly old rock... until I flipped it over. There was writing on it.
I saw several other pieces, then realized what I was holding!
It was a GRAVESTONE!!!
I was totally freaking out from the excitement of the find!
I called to Annie and she took one look at it and said, "I can help you put this puzzle together, Mommy."
Then, when I told her what it was, she exclaimed, "See! I told you Blookie Nu was real!!"
Blookie Nu has been Annie's imaginary friend since she was two years old... ironically... when we moved into this house.
So, that sort of freaked me out, too, but not too much. I don't really mind that my daughter has an imaginary friend, until she starts arguing with him, because that's just weird. Anyway, I guess finding a tombstone under one's stairs can be a little creepy, but, I'm not scared. It is a little disconcerting, though.
Now, the tombstone is laying on my front porch. From what I gather, it says
"Mary A"
"J & E Fought"
"Died"
"Jan. 30, 1876"
"Aged"
"1 y & 12 d"
What do YOU think???