The Apples Don’t Fall Far From the Tree

I’m due to write a Josie and Jameson post, but this story needed to be remembered.

A conversation overheard, as we drove in the van this morning:

Isaac:      Will, when we are all grown up and have jobs so we have some money, probably not a lot of money, but some money, we need to live right next door to each other.

Will:        Huh?

Isaac:       If we take my little bit of money and your little bit of money, then we can buy a trampoline and put it in between our houses!

Will:         Isaac! (said with total exasperation)  My plan is to be a professional football player, remember?

Isaac:        Oh yeah!  Then you’ll make millions!

Will:         We can each have our own trampolines in our own yards!

Isaac:        Yee-haw!  That’s going to be so awesome!

 

*When their dad was a little boy, he too was going to be a professional football player, that and work at Winchell’s Donuts.  Not one or the other.  Both.  He wanted to be able to get free donuts.