Monday, August 13, 2007

Growing Up

On getting older . . .

Dean: Soon I'm going to learn so much. I'm going to learn how to drive. And you know what? I'm going to try really hard not to lose my driver's license. I am. I'm going to keep it in my wallet with my dollars and my money and my cards. And, I'm going to get married and have kids. But I'm going to be sad because I won't get to see you.

Me: Well, maybe you will live close to me and we'll get to see each other. Maybe we can have lunch together or you can come over for dinner.

Dean: Yeah, we can have lunch together! I'm going to take my kids to school in the morning on Fridays.

Me: Who is going to take them the other days?

Dean: The babysitter.

Me: I'll take them if I can.

Dean: Yeah! Maybe you can be their babysitter! I'm going to have a boy and a girl and I'm going to name them Fireboy and . . . um, BEN!

Me: Fireboy and Ben? I thought you were going to have a boy and a girl?

Dean: I am.

Me: Then what's the girl's name?

Dean: Ben.

Me: Oh.

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