What my kids really want!

Friday nights the band that James is in, have their rehearsals. Sometimes if his day has gone long, it is not worth his while to sit in commuting traffic to come all the way north to see us for barely twenty minutes and have a quick dinner, only to have to run straight back out again. Tonight would have been one of those nights. Instead he suggested we meet half way and grab a quick, cheap, dinner.

The kids were excited to go out, although they then took forever to be ready. Finally they were waiting in the van. I grabbed my bag, pulled the door behind me....and realized my car and house keys were sitting right inside the door on the tumble dryer. Ugh! They had been in my hand moments before and then I had needed to go and help Asia with putting her shoes on and the rest is history.

I called James in a sheepish, frustrated state, to let him know. He said he would drive home after all, we did not really have any other options. Ten minutes later he called to tell me where to find a key he had hidden and forgotten about, all was not lost after all. Turns out Arran knew all about that key too, and had not thought to tell me about it!

So we were able to meet daddy for dinner, and I did not have to cook (bonus!). So the point of this post is, that on the drive home the children were having a conversation about babies, I do not even remember why. Suddenly Arran stopped mid-conversation and sighed, ever so sadly he said

"I wish I could have a brother" (we have had this conversation MANY, many times), Bryttain, almost as sadly chimed in

"I really wish I could have another sister". Asia without skipping a beat, obviously more happy with her lot in life, matter-of-factly stated

"I really want a pet!"