Homebodies

During a rousing discussion of “what I want to be/do when I grow up”, Ana announced to the surprise of no one, “I want to be a vet!”

Yoseph declared, “I want to stay at the house like your keys!”

Certain I misunderstood, I asked, “What? Like my what?”

But my question was drowned out by Ana shouting, “And I want to be mayor!”

The conversation moved on to discuss important things like what was for lunch. Only later that day did I realize what he meant.

He doesn’t want to go anywhere when he grows up; he wants to stay home. Fine by me, Yoseph, you can stay here as long as you want. I’m all for it.

(By the way, the awesome key chain is from Silver in the City, but it looks like they may be sold out.)