Crisis Averted .. But

I should probably remember that all the little scares I have about what the future may hold are simply little quirks from a toddler’s highly imaginative mind.

Cookie sitting in an Uber van on the way back from the airport:  Daddy, when I grow up, I’m not going to get married.

Me: [YAY, no more teenage marriage/pregnancy with eight kids and no job!] Oh?

Cookie: No.  When I grow up, I’m going to buy a big car and drive you and Mommy around.

Mommy:  You’re going to give us rides?

Cookie:  Yep.  Where ever you want to go.  I’ll live with Mommy and Daddy forever.

Me: [D’oh!] … Umm… That’s very sweet, Cookie.

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