I Wish I Was A Grownup

Zac asleep in Daddy's arms.

"I wish I was a grownup," my grandson Zac said, as he has been saying often lately. Zac will be four in November.

"I wanna be a grownup, so I can drive a car." Well, three is a little young to be thinking about driving, but I like the fact that he has goals.

"Guess what!" I responded. "In about 12 years you will be able to drive a car."

Zac wasn't impressed.

"And I wanna eat broccoli."

Well, that was unexpected.

"Do you like broccoli?"

"I hate broccoli. But when I be a grownup, I will like it."

Again, good to know he has goals.

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