Oodles of Noodles

I bought Kung Fu Panda for my kids right before I left town last week. When I got home Sunday night, all they talked about was Po and all the kung fu stuff and....noodles. There is a special feature that shows you how they make the noodles for noodle soup that Po and his dad sell.

So yesterday Isaac says he knows what he wants to do when he grows up....

"I want to move to China and make noodles and then sell them."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. And I'll get really rich."

"Okay."

"But I might get really bored after a while."

"Oh, well, you could go to an orphanage and help all the babies."

Isaac's eyes got really big...

"I could go in and teach the babies how to make noodles and then they can help me!"

"Umm. Okay. I was thinking more along the lines of playing with them and seeing what you could do to help them be healthy and strong so that they can be adopted and will be ready for their moms and dads."

"Well, maybe I won't go to China. Maybe I'll just be a dad."

So there you go. My son. What else can I say.


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