I've been thinking a lot lately about the number three. What a great, amazing, perfect number it is. It seems logical that a person, such as myself, should have three children. I am having a hard time convincing Blaine though.
*There are three seats in the back of a car
*Three bedrooms in this house
* Three Doors Down (band)
* Three wise men
*Three members of the first presidency (eh? eh?)
All good things come in threes. I just need to convince Blaine because he still thinks that all good things come in fours or fives.
See because three kids sounds like too few, until you consider that I could be done bearing children when I just barely turn 27, then I could kick them all out of the house by the time I turn 45, which leaves plenty of years for trotting the globe. And the three of them ought to be able to pool enough money together to stick Blaine and I in a real nice place when we are old.
Ah yes, three. Glorious three.