The Plan

The kids and I had a discussion about "the plan" the other day.
Here's how it went. . .

Ben: I want to have kids when I get older.
Me: How many do you want?
Ben: Five. (thinking for a minute) Remember when we almost had 5?
Me: I can't believe you remember that. It was a year ago.
















(Ben holding baby Lydia - a friend's baby)

Ben: I will live on a farm.

Me: Can I live down the lane? If I can, I will watch your kids all the time so you can take your wife out on a date! (I know this is total manipulation, but we are talking about future grandkids here!)

Lilly: I will live by the horses on the farm.

Henry: I will live by all the equipment.

Me: What about you Peter? Do you want to live on the farm too?

Peter: I think I'll get my own place. (Said with a "you all are crazy" look on his face.)

So there you have it! The master plan!! Now that I have written it down, I am holding them to it! Except for Peter, he can change his mind. . .