My boys on the way to church on Sunday:
A: Brooksie, when I'm a rock star your kids can come to my show.
Me: Brooksie, are you going to be a daddy when you grow up?
A: I'm not. Because I'm not getting married. I'm going to be a really good uncle.
B: I'm not getting married either.
A: But Brooksie, how are you going to have kids? You can't have kids unless you get married.
B: I can too!
Me: Well, maybe he could adopt his kids. Adopting is a really important way to have kids.
A: Yeah, Brooksie, you adopt kids, because that's really important.
B: And you'll live with us in our apartment, August.
A: No, I'm going to live in the same apartment building, but not in your apartment. I'll be down the hall.
B: Okay. But can we live in Amarillo?
A: No. I'm only going to live in San Francisco.
B: Okay. We'll live in San Francisco. And I'm going to fly a helicopter for my job.
A: And I'm going to fly a super fast jet. No. Never mind, I'm going to discover dragon DNA so I can make a dragon and then be a dragon-flyer. Okay, Brooksie?
B: Okay, but I'm going to fly a helicopter.
I'm thankful for little boys. What are you thankful for?