The other day we drove past some road construction and Tommy was fascinated by the giant hole the construction workers were digging in the middle of the road.
T: "What are they doin' mom?"
M: "Digging a hole."
T: "why?" (I equal parts hate and love the why phase.)
M: "because it's their job."
T: "to earn all the money money?"
M: "yep."
T: "why's it's their job mom?"
M: "because it's what they chose to do when they grew up."
T: "what I'm gonna be when I get a grown up?"
M: "You can be anything you want when you grow up. You get to choose."
.....thinking.......
M: "What do you think you'll want to be when you grow up?"
T: "A HOLE digger.
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or an ice cream guy!
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or a drive-er! Mom! I could DRIVE when I grown up!"
This child has high hopes - and who am I to shatter that kind of dream?
Cutie! I try not to think too hard about the growing up thing or the driver thing. Sheesh!
ReplyDeleteA hole digger! I'm already scared of teaching my children to drive. Hopefully Randy can take that job so they don't end up like their mother.
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