Greg and I took our 5-year-old out to dinner last Friday, while our oldest was at a school function.

At the restaurant, our waiter asked me if I could use a refill, and for whatever reason, he made quite the impression on Hayden. Here’s how it unfolded:

Hayden: Wow, he’s nice.

Me: Yep, he is nice.

Hayden: I would sure like to be a part of his family some day.

Me: What? Wait a minute, if you did that…we would miss you being a part of ours.

Hayden: Yeah, well…you could visit.

Oooookay.

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