When I Grow Up

I was having a discussion with my boys the other day on future careers. Their answers were interesting albeit not surprising. As usual, the perfectionist stole the show.

Lawyer: When I grow up, I’m going to be a pro-football player.

Me: Shocking.

Lawyer: Heh–they don’t call me “Shutdown” for nothing. I’m going to rule the field and drive a ferrari.

Professor: When I grow up, I’m going to be a SWAT guy.

Me: Really? Why?

Professor: Because I love shooting things.

Me: MMM..OK.

Professor: Don’t worry, Babe. I’m only going to shoot the BAD guys.

Me: Well, that’s a relief.

I turn to my four year old and ask him what he’s going to be when he grows up.

Perfectionist: When I gwoooh up, I’m gonna be a wegular (regular) person and marry you, Babe.

Can I bottle him up and keep him this age forever?

About Jen Cross

Born and raised in Dallas, TX, I enjoy writing books about life in Dallas and relationships and their many ups and downs.
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