Santa at Walmart

Dinner conversation the other night:
James: "Dad, are you going to be a carpenter?" (Implied: "When you grow up and decide what to be")
Kirk: "No."
Laurel: "Dad doesn't work at building things for other people, but he does build things for us."
James: "Dad, I'd like you to be Santa at Walmart then."


What to Be

Another Dinner Conversation:
James: "Do you know what I'm going to be when I grow up?"
Ansley: (Leaning forward intently across the table with wide eyes) "A MAN!!!???"
James: (Matter-of-factly) Well, yes. But also I'm going to be a person who washes penguins who've been in oil spills. Also dolphins if they need help. Also I'm going to be an astronaut."

Overboard

Ansley had been waiting for me for a while in the restroom, and when I arrived I noticed that she'd taken her shoes and socks off. "Why did you do that Ansley?" I asked in exasperation. (This was not the first time she'd done this.) She shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know. I was overboard!" (Bored.)

You're a Warrior!

Ansley just came downstairs dressed up in James' helmet and breastplate, holding a shield and sword. I looked up and laughed. She took her helmet off, and seriously said, "Mama! Please don't laugh. Say, "Oh my goodness. She's a warrior!""