Okay, so I have decided that I am back on the "parenting kick". I am willing to give it another try. We were headed home in the car tonight and Blake told me how excited he was to open presents for Christmas. I asked him what he was going to get for Christmas, and he said only Santa knows. He told me that he only wanted two things. One, a Blue Fish for his "wittle broder" and a big boy bed for Parker, so they can have sleepovers when Parker is 3, and he is 5.
Next up, Blake told me that when he is 10, he is going to be a daddy.
"What kinds of things do you do when you are a daddy?"
"When I am 10, and I am a daddy, I will drink beard."
I burst out laughing.
"Well I think that Daddy does other things besides drink beard, what else will you do?"
"Oh, I'll go to work. And that's where I will look at mail, work at a really big computer, drive in the front of the car and do my business."
