Out of the mouths of babes....
My 5-year-old was talking about his plans for the future (yes, I have a 5-year-old. I know Mike in Texas has a 21-year-old, whose grodiness quotient is off the scale, as you can see. I SO look forward to this vision of what awaits me. Thanks, Mike!).
Boy Child says that he is going to marry Zoe, he's going to have 6 kids, two of them twins, and that we will get to live with him forever. It is now in print in front of
Then we asked him what he was going to be when he grew up-- an engineer? an astronaut? a teacher? a doctor? a musician?
He said, "I don't want a job. I want a life."
Wow. It's almost like he's a baby Buddha.