Yes, you read that right....at lunch today, Zachary calmly informed me that he intended to have 114 kids when he was a Daddy. Uh....yikes! :) The conversation went something like this.
Zac: I want to be a daddy when I get big.
Me: You are going to be a great daddy.
Zac: When I'm twenty, cause I have to be grown up first.
Me: Well, maybe a little older than twenty. You need to finish college first and then find a nice girl and get married and then you can be a daddy.
Zac: Mommy, what if I married you? Then you can be my Mommy. Can boys marry their mommies?
Me: (ahem) Zac, I think you will find a really nice, really pretty girl who is your age, and you will really like her. Then you will get married and she will make a great mommy.
Zac: Yep, that's probably good. Cause you can still be my mommy then.
Me: I'll always be your mommy.
Me: (very unsuspectingly) So, when you are a daddy, how many kids do you think you'll have?
Aaron: I want 3 kids. Just 3. We can play legos.
Justin: I want 10 kids cause then there's lots of people to play with.
Zac: I want 114 kids.
Me: (!!!??) 114? Are you sure about that?
Zac: Yep! My wife and me will have 114 kids.
Me: How will you put 114 beds in your house?
Zac: No, Mommy. We will have 116 beds cause me and my wife will need beds too. :) (I'll remind him of this comment in twenty years - hee hee!!)
Me: Okay, where will you put 116 beds?
Zac: Well, we will have bunk beds....lots of bunk beds....three beds high and two beds in every room. Then there will be six kids in every room.
Me: So that's....umm.....20 rooms, Zachary. Are you going to have a house with twenty rooms??
Zac: Nope, I'm going to live in a fire station, cause I'm going to be a fireman. There's lots of room in a fire station. I'm going to be a fireman....or a framer. I might be a framer. Or a fireman...or maybe both.
Me: Okay, those are good jobs.
Zac: You know, that's why I'm having 114 kids.
Me: Oh, why?
Zac: Cause they're all gonna help me frame houses. I need all those kids to help me at my job.
Me: Wow! That's a lot of workers! How are you going to buy Christmas presents for that many kids?
Zac: Oh, they aren't getting Christmas presents.
Me: They're not?
Zac: Nope. The first kid will get a something to do when my wife or me tell them to quit wrestling and calm down. They all need something to do when they have to calm down.
Me: Oh, so what are you going to get them to do?
Zac: (a little puzzled) I'm not buying them toys. They will get things to do, you know like stuff like books and stuff. (I never really did get an answer to this one!)
Me: So, how is your wife going to take care of 114 kids?
Zac: Oh, the first one will help the second one, and the third one will help the fourth one and they will all be buddies. Then she won't have to do anything. (Me thinking, "Yeah, right!!")
Me: That sounds like lots of fun.
Zac: (losing interest) Yeah, we'll play a lot and work.....
And he was gone to play with toys in the living room. I had all I could do to keep from laughing at some of the comments he made, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I love it when the kids want to talk about their dreams for the future. Zac, when you read this 15 years from now, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed talking about it!! :)
Nancy