Tonight at dinner, Kate asked us, "What job do you think I would be good at when I'm grown up?"
Neal and I gave her our ideas - a mom, cop or detective, firefighter, teacher, Emergency Room nurse or doctor. Neal said, "Wait, that would not be a good idea. Kate in an emergency room with her sense of smell, proneness to barfing, and gag reflex? No."
Me: "What about a lawyer?"
Kate: "NO WAY! Dad's job is way too boring!"
Me: "You could be a prosecutor. Their jobs can be action packed and full of adventure and drama."
Kate: "What? Why would I want to be a prostitute?"
We all agreed on teacher.
Sarah asked what we imagined her doing as an adult. Nurse, totally. And a very gentle, patient mom.
I decided to ask the kids what career they thought I would be good at.
Sarah's answer: "A slave owner in the pre-Civil War south. Or, a sex offender."
Neal: "Yeah! A sex offender!"
Sarah: "You're sick, Dad."
Kate: "Mom, you would totally be a good stripper."
Me: "Seriously guys?"
Sarah: "Actually Mom, I could see you as a meth user."