I asked Sterling about 20 questions this afternoon. I do this every so often, mostly to keep tabs on what any one of my kids are thinking and to keep them on their toes and able to answer questions (that they should know the answer to) as fast as I can ask them. Plus, it’s just fun.
“What’s your favorite color?”
“What’s your middle name?”
“How do you spell ‘Sterling’?”
“What grade are you in?”
“What do you want to do when you grow up?”
“Be a cop.”
“Really?” I hadn’t heard this one before.
“Well, mostly I just don’t want to go to jail. If I’m a cop, and then I can’t go to jail.”
Perfect sense. Or not.