Driving back from getting groceries tonight, we were listening to an old cowboy song (The Old Chisolm Trail), which happens to be one of Chase's favorites. When it got to the part about "punching cows", Chase made a career decision.
Chase: I'm going to punch cows when I grow up.
Me: Oh, you're going to go out West and be a cowboy?
Chase: Yep. Mommy, if you were a cow, I will punch you.
Me: Thanks, Chase.
Chase: It will hurt.
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