What Will I Do?

I was driving down the road this evening with my 6 year old daughter Lindsay by my side. She is always rather inquisitive and asks some pretty tough questions sometimes. Well, tonight wasn't one of those deep philisophical questions, but it is good for a laugh.
Lindsay has been trying to understand how people start out as babies and grow into adults. She is really confused about the "time" aspect of it all. She started with asking if her siblings were babies at the same time as she was. Of course, "no" wasn't enough of an answer. She wanted to know who was a baby first, and second, and third. . . I explained that the older a person is, the longer it has been since they were a baby. Her curious little mind quickly changed subjects and now she wanted to talk about moving out. She declared, "since I am the youngest I will be the last to move out." Then she went on to list the order in which everyone would be leaving home: "Cynthia will go first because she is the oldest, and then Kimberly but they won't live together because they fight too much, when Garrett leaves he will need a car and someone to do his laundry, and I will move out last with all my Polly Pockets." I chuckled at her innocence and interrupted her thought. She looked at me and asked in a "matter of fact" tone, "Mom? What will you and Dad do when we move out and you don't have kids anymore?" Not really prepared for the question I replied "I don't really know.". She shouted enthusiastically, "I KNOW!!! You will be OLD like GRANDMA!!"
Oh to see into the mind of a child!