Maddie: I’m going to be a spy when I get big.

Joseph: Maddie, you know being a spy takes more than just looking at stuff through a magnifying glass. You have to carry suicide pills everywhere you go! It’s a dangerous job!

Me: I’m sure there are safer types of spies.

Joseph: No mom, every spy agency would make you have those pills and–

Me: Ok well, anyway Maddie, I thought you were going to be an artist.

Maddie: Well, if I don’t like being an artist, then I’ll just be something else. Like a spy.

Me: And how about you, Joseph? 

Joseph: A flight attendant. 

Me: Oh?

Joseph: Yeah, I mean, you get to talk into that phone speaker thing. And hand out snacks. And drinks. Seems pretty easy. You get to go places…yeah…pretty easy.