Zac- Dad, can we get a parrot?
Me- Oh, I don't know man. Zac- that is a big deal. A big responsibility and they're expensive.
Like how much?
I think around a thousand dollars at least.
Oh, are they hard to take care of?
Well, I am sure it takes some work but they're a big responsibility for one thing because they live so long.
80 or 100 years.
If we got one would you help me take care of it dad?
It would live a lot longer than me bubba.
How much longer will you live?
I don't know- maybe 30 more years. was my reply.
After a few minutes FG chimed in with, What!? I'll only be 58!
Me- Your mastery of math is impressive.
She- You will only live to be 79?
If I'm lucky- somewhere in that neighborhood anyway. I have the genetics to live into my eighties so yeah- something like that I suppose.
Huh... Hmmm. she replied thoughtfully.
What will you do then? I asked.
Start over again I suppose. was her poetic and simple response.