Like so many of the best conversations, this one happened today in the car.
Mo: I'm going to have a lot of kids when I grow up.
Me: Oh yeah.
Mo: Yeah. I'm going to have a van. And I'm going to have as many kids as there are seats in the van.
Me: Why do you want so many kids?
Mo: So I can put them in time out!
Curly: When I grow up, I'm driving a car.
Curly: And I'm going to lock the windows on you, Mom!
(Curly can reach the window controllers from his car seat with his feet. He's infamous for opening and shutting them on really cold days, so I mostly keep the power windows locked.)
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