Lauryn, what advice would you give the parent of a ten-year-old?
Let your kid do whatever they want, except drugs, alcohol and get pregnant.
Zoe, what would you say to the parent of a 15-year old?
Let them drive short distances before they have a permit, and you should let them text as late as they want if it's important.
Lauryn, if you could change anything about your first ten years, what would you change?
I would change the bad words I've said to people, and I would've spent more time with my sister.
Zoe, how about you?
When I was four, I wouldn't have peed on the floor of my room and wiped it up with my dad's towel and put it back, thereby forcing my dad to dry himself with my urine.
Lauryn, ten years from now, what do you want to look back upon and say that you've accomplished?
Ummm...drive a car and make a lot of friends. And over ten years, I want to walk 30 miles.
Zoe, when you're 30, what do you want to say that you've done?
I want to have had a 20-point scoring average by my senior year, and have graduated from high school and college with at least a 3.7 GPA (brief pause in the conversation). Mmmmm...my hair is soft.
Lauryn, what will ten-year-olds have in ten years that you don't have now?
TVs as big as a wall and cell phones in their brains.
Zoe, what will 15-year-olds have in 15 years?
Trampoline floors, cars will be powered by air and teachers will be robots.
(At this point, the girls' mother points out that she plans on still being a teacher in 15 years.)
Okay, last question: If you have ten- and 15-year-old children, respectively, what would their names be and what would they be like?
Lauryn: Her name would be Skyler and she would be very unique and creative and she would grow up to be a painter and sometimes I would need to give her cash.
Zoe: His name would be Blake and he would be very cute and always have short hair and he'd be a ladies' man with a lot of cool Nikes and he'll be really funny.
Thanks for your time, both of you.
Interviewer's note: I'm not sure I'd want a ladies' man for a grandson, like a little mini David Hasselhoff. Wait a minute... I'm jealous of a non-existent person. Anyway, now that we've got everything mapped out, I guess my work as a parent is done.