Monday, January 09, 2012
Andy and I had a text exchange a while back that still cracks me up. It went something like this. And it dealt with our firstborn's future vocation. (he is 8 now).
A: The highest paying medical specialties are something-ology, something-else-ology, and another-thing-ology. Tell William those are his options. (he was actually a little more specific than that but obviously it didn't make a big enough impression on me to remember).
Me: William wants to work at a video game store.
A: Well that's just great. Tell him to study hard.
Me: It's not that he's not ambitious. I think he wants to have a hot dog cart in the french quarter on the side.
We dream big around here, people.
Posted by Mommy, Esq. at 3:25 PM