The other day, as we were getting ready for school, Brooklyn asked me if she would ever have a stepdad. She proceeded to give me a list of her requirements for a potential stepdad. When I got home from work, she immediately asked me, "Did you find me one?"
"Find you one what?"
"A stepdad!" (Duh!)
"In the 8 hours I was at work?! Uh, no. No, sweetie. Not quite yet."
I asked her to repeat her requirements for a stepdad because I thought they were funny. Here she is . . .