Jackson said (quite out of the blue), "Awww! I wish I was a girl!"
Really, son? Why?
"Because that way I wouldn't have to work so late."
Boy did I feel conflicted. On the one hand I thought, Yeah. Working all day long, every day is no longer my idea of a fun way to spend my week. Boy am I glad Ryan does that instead. And then pretty much before I even had the chance to finish that thought it occurred to me, WAIT! I work all day long, too, and all night right now, too. Jackson, dude, I think you might be ok being a boy. The grass sure is greener on the other side at times.
But boy or girl, we sure do work. And hopefully it is to the glory of the Lord.