Tonights conversation in the car:
P: Mommy, when I grow up, I'm going to be a daddy!
Me: Oh yeah?! You're going to have kids?
P: No.
Me: Uh...
P: I'm just going to be a race car daddy and a police daddy.
Me: You have to have kids to be a daddy, and then I will be their grandma, like Duckie is your grandma.
P: I don't want to be YOUR daddy!
Me: I don't want you to be my daddy, silly...but you have to have kids. That's what makes you a daddy.
P: Oh, well then yes, I'm going to have kids.
Me: Do you want boys or girls?
P: Boys.
Albert: How many boys do you want?
P: Ummm, 2 or 3.
Me: Are you going to have a wife to?
P: No!
Me: (to my husband, Albert) Well, I'm going to be watching out for that skank...
No comments:
Post a Comment