This morning Xander came up to me and said in all solemnity, "Mommy, when I grow up, I'm going to have two babies-- one boy, and one girl." "Oh, that sounds perfect!" I replied. "And," he continued, "I'm going to have two girls." "Sounds good, honey!" "MOM, I'm not done yet... And... I'm going to have 41 boys adopted from China."
He wasn't being funny-- rather, he was very serious and earnest about the whole thing. I loved it. But I loved what he ended with the best of all... "And, I'm going to live right next door to you so you can see me every day and my two babies and two girls and 41 boys from China!"
Love that boy!