My Kids....

We are in the car, on our way home from the mall. Here's the conversation I hear:

The girl ( age 9): What are you going to be when you grow up?

The boy (age 11): I don't know.

The girl: Do you want to go into the sign business?

The boy: No, I don't.

The girl: What do you think I'll be when I grow up?

The boy: You'll probably work at McDonalds.

Nice to know he thinks her future is secure...