Will: When I grow up a nice girl will try to marry me.
Me: That sounds good.
Will: Yeah
Me: Maybe you will become a Daddy.
Will (with more excitement than I've seen all week): Yeah!! I will have lots and lots and lots of babies!!!
Me: How many?
Will: I think . . . eight!
I'm documenting this to hold over his head at a later date :) I promise that poor Jack will have a dedicated blog post soon.
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