Dream Job

This was our conversation walking to school today...

Lucy: ORSE! ORSE! (Pointing and very excited as the gypsies go by)

Noah: I bet that's your dream job, Mommy!

Callie (the realist): That horse is furry, and they're just carrying garbage. I don't think Mom wants to do that!

Noah: But Mommy loves horses!

Callie: Yeah, but that one stinks.

Me: What if my horse wasn't stinky?

Noah: You'd love it!!

Callie: Maybe?

Lucy: ORSE! ORSE! I pet, I pet!

Me: Please do not touch that animal! (Silent Prayer: Thank you, Lord, those women do not speak English!)

Looks like I already have my dream job. It may not involve stinky horses and garbage, but it does involve stinky children and it is quite entertaining!!