Posted by Emma:
My mom thought this conversation in the car was funny so she captured it pretty much word-for-word. I don't see what is so funny...
Emma: Mom, when I grow up, I don't want to be an inventor. There are too many things already invented.
Mom: You can be whatever you want.
Emma: I want to own a restaurant
Mom: What would you serve?
Emma: Breakfast food.
Mom: What is the name of your restaurant?
Emma: Emma's Restaurant
Mom: Can I eat there for free?
Emma: Yea, but you'll have to tell me your name because I won't recognize you because you will be a grandma.
Mom: Oh, are you going to get married?
Emma: Yes. Probably to Kaleb.
Mom: Kaleb Barney or Kaleb from your school?
Emma: Kaleb from my school, except he's kind of a slob. He always has food on his face.
Mom: Don't worry honey, that's how most boys are. You'll learn to love them anyway.
Emma: Yea, plus you can wipe their faces when you are married to them. Maybe I will marry Kaleb Barney instead. Then I will change my name to Emma James Palmer.
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