Me: Do you think you’ll want to get married when you grow up?
Fluffy: Yeah, probably. Some things I want a husband, but some parts I don’t.
Me: What things make you not want one?
Fluffy: Well, it seems like a lot of trouble to plan a big party for a wedding, and also I don’t want to have to kiss him. I just have two troubles: the wedding and the kissing.
Me: So what are the reasons that make you want to have a husband some day?
Fluffy: First of all, to bonus our money, woohoo! And also so he could play with the kids and keep them occupied while I cook or do other things.
Me: What else?
Fluffy: Well, it would be good to have someone sleep in my bed so I won’t be scared, and he could help out around the house, like clean the garage and stuff.
Me: Does Daddy clean the garage?
Fluffy: Well maybe my husband will clean the garage.
Me: What kind of job would you want him to have?
Fluffy: I don’t know. Anything that makes a lot of money.
Me: What do you want him to look like? What color hair?
Fluffy: Mom! You know that’s not important! It’s his personality that matters, not what he looks like.
Me: Okay, what kind of personality?
Fluffy: Like Dad. Someone sweet and funny. Just like Daddy, except not lazy.
Me: Haha! You know I’m going to put this whole conversation on my blog, right?
Fluffy: Make sure Dad doesn’t read the part about lazy! Actually, totally put it on your blog. When he reads it, he will think it’s hilarious. He’s going to laugh so hard!
Me: What kind of a mother are you going to be?
Fluffy: Exactly like you. Exactly.
Me: Am I lazy?
Fluffy: No! You’re always up and about doing stuff all the time.
To be fair to poor Kent, Flufferella doesn’t witness him toiling away at Lockheed Martin nearly as much as she sees me CUTTING AND HANGING CROWN MOLDING IN HER PRINCESS ROOM! That’s right. It’s underway. And yes, it is every stinking bit at difficult as people said it would be. I will finish this room. Will I then jump in and do the great room downstairs by myself? Hrmmmmm….