…so, at dinner we were chatting with the kids about random stuff:
Byron: “Ethan, which would you choose for a pet?: a bird, or…
Ethan: (enthusiastically) “…or A WIFE?”
There’s a breakdown in communication somewhere - but since he’s six, he can get away with it. At least he has a happy outlook on marriage! I mean, what spells L-O-V-E to a six year old boy more than a pet? 
We’ll keep working on the finer details…
Peace.
This is like the cutest picture evah! Love your dinner conversations… oh, to be a fly on the wall for the Bledsoe’s dinners!
O cute little eeeferrr!
He is girl crazyy!