So the kids and I were discussing the concept of divorce today while I fixed lunch. A family we know is going through it and my kids were asking about the kids in the other family. Specifically, I was explaining how sad kids would be to not live with both of their parents at the same time.
Will looked perplexed. To explain I gave him the example of how if Daddy and I divorced we wouldn't live together in the same house any more.
I barely finished the sentence before he piped up and said, "I'd want to live with Dad!"
To my credit, Trinity's mouth dropped open, she rolled her eyes and shook her head. However, the damage was done and my ego was still bruised. I guess it is what it is. Thanks Will!
There, Kara, I posted.