Ivy and I had a chat about what she thinks she might like to do when she grows up.
I was thinking nurse.
I was thinking doctor.
I was thinking ballerina, cowgirl, teacher, farmer, mother…
Ivy was thinking differently.
“Mom, -this is the very best part -when I get older, I’m going to drive your cars. Aaannnnd if you let me drive your cars…. I’m going to…. live with…. YOU GUYS!!!!”
Fortunately she missed my look of horror as she threw herself into my arms for a gigantic hug.
I’m pretty sure that in a few years she’ll change her mind all on her own.
But, just in case, nobody tell her how my debit card works, alright?!
Sorry, I’m afraid my computer and I are still have disagreements so you’ll just have to pretend that there is a super cute picture of Ivy here!
Behind the Willows 
Ah ha ha ha! She’s going to be stubborn AND she’s never going to leave! At first I thought she meant she was going to be your chauffeur. Maybe you’d let her stay if she drove you to see me!
Hahahaha…..it’s funny now, but if she’s still saying it in ten years, then you need to be horrified. What am I talking about, I’ll probably have someone moving back in with us in a few months!! Gah!!
That is a nice thought. Wonder what she’ll say in 5 years. 🙂
No way mother!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!