I was ironing tonight's church clothes while having the following conversation with Jason, who will be four on Sunday, btw:
I'm gonna get an iron when I get big. I'm gonna iron the clothes for the mommy. I'm gonna get a baby.
No, when I get big! Do I have to get married to get a baby?
Yes, you need to get married first.
Okay, I'm gonna get married.
No, when I get big. Me and Justin aren't big yet.
(Picks up a hanky lying on my side table.) I'm gonna get hankies when I'm big because I'm gonna be the daddy. And I'll make the offering. Maybe I'll get an iphone when I get big. I'm gonna wear a tie tonight.
(Side note: every stop to think about what technology might be like when OUR kids are adults? Scary.)