I asked the boys today what they wanted to be when they grew up:
B: I want to build robots. (This is always his answer).
J: I want to be a doctor (while passing my Dr's office).
(few seconds pass) I want to be an eye doctor. (we passed that the minute before)
(few seconds pass) I want to be a dog.....no, I want to do what Braeden wants to do, I want to be a robot.
Me: Braeden doesn't want to be a robot, he wants to design them.
B: You're not picking a Halloween costume.
(few seconds pass)
J: No, I want to be a zombie.
Let's hope he pays attention at career day (and that there aren't dogs or zombies there).
This cracks me up every time I read it. What's funny about it is that J. is serious.
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