My comic relief

Yesterday I was babysitting some of my favorite little people.  Jackson, Gracie, and Maddy.  My nieces and nephews.  We were driving in the car and we saw a police officer so Jack immediately started chatting about police officers.  I said, "Jack, do you want to be a police man when you grow up?"  He looked offended at this question and said, "NO. That would be BORING.  All police men do is drive around looking for people without their seat belts on and look for wrecks so they can give everyone a ticket."  Aaron and I had to laugh because he had a pretty good point.  Then I said, "Well what about a fireman?"  Again, he got a disgusted look on his face and said, "NO.  All firemen do is drive around in their trucks and look for fires to put out and save people. That would be BORING." We were cracking up.  I said Jack, "Did you learn what the word 'boring' meant today?"  With a look of satisfaction on his little face he said, "Yes." Then we drove the rest of the way home talking about other things.

When we were getting out of the car he walked over to me and said, "Jilly, you know what I want to be when I grow up?"  I said, "What Jack?" and he said, "One of those guys that plan weddings."  I stopped for a second. The first person I thought of was Fronk on Father of The Bride.  Then I just cracked up laughing and said, "Where did you get that idea Jack?"  He said, "You know like the guy at Mindy's wedding who was playing all those cool songs?  Like him."  Haha alright.  He wants to be a DJ.  That's a little better.

The kid cracks me up.  He was my little comic relief from my crazy day.