Janie gave me a run-down of her future today. It went something like this:
At 15 she's going to have a boyfriend.
At 20 she will spend all of her dollars and go on a mission.
At 22 she will get married to her husband.
At 23 she will have a baby.
At 24 she will have a baby.
When she is 50 she will have 35 people in her family (I take this as a broad interpretation of the term).
When she is 100 her husband will die and be with Grammy's daddy.
Boy, I wish I had that kind of foresight when I was five. It would've saved me a lot of stress, heartache, and trouble.
At five, I just wanted a Barbie.
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