While we were waiting in the car for Kenedy to come out of school, Ryker and I had a most interesting conversation.Ryker: When I grow up I am going to live in California.
Me: Oh really? Why is that?
Ryker: So that I can visit Grandma Lutes every day.
Me: Well thats nice but what about me, I want to see you too.
Ryker: Weeellll, we can make plans to visit you.
Me:Oh, thanks. ...but you have to live close to me so that I can hold your little babies.
Ryker: You can hold them only if my wife lets you.
Me: Why wouldn't she let me hold your babies?
Ryker: Because I will be at work and she has to let you hold them.
Me: If you are going to marry a girl that won't like me and won't let me hold your babies then you should not marry her.
Ryker: (shrugs)