I talk to A1 about her plans for the future a lot. She changes her mind on her career almost weekly but it usually is a rotation between teacher, dancer, actor, singer, and mermaid. Recently she has added chiropractor to the list after I started going to one to fix my headaches. Last night I realized that I rarely talk to A2 about her plans for the future. If someone asked me what she wanted to do, I wouldn't have any idea. I didn't like that at all so I decided to fix it.
I asked A2 this morning what she wanted to do when she got older. She had it all planned out as only A2 could:
"I am going to read. That is what I want to do, is read. Know how many kids I'm going to have? I am going to have 18 kids. The oldest ones will help with the little ones. And they will have a dad who is my husband and his name will be Bob cause it rhymes with job cause he is going to need a job. He will do all the hard stuff like build things. His job can be what ever he wants but he will have a job. I will be a step mom. I want to be an evil step mom so I can have a mean laugh. Maybe I will only have 8 kids."
Hmmm... maybe I won't ask her again for awhile.
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