I love lunchtime conversations:

Ace: I’m going to be a daddy when I grow up.

Me: What else? You have to support your family.

Ace: Actually, I’m going to be a cowboy.

Zoe: You have to move to a different country to be a cowboy.

Ace: I have to move to Alabama and be a cowboy.

There ya have it. Alabama is another country and it’s the only place you can go to be a cowboy. He also said he wanted sixteen (first he wanted to know if that was a number)…no, four, no, twins, no actually one, no, four, no, five, no four…children.