What Do You Want to be When You Grow Up?
With G2 off to school and G1 still on holiday, G1 has been given a free reign to talk to me unceasingly. The continuous, unending chatter that accompanies my day reminded me of a conversation G1 once had with his Dad... G1: When I grow up, I want to be a dentist like Mummy. Dad: Really? Are you sure? Don't you want to be a lawyer like Daddy? G1: Nope. I want to be a dentist. Dad: Well, you know dentists don't get to talk very much. Most of the time they have to wear a mask to cover their mouths. Lawyers, on the other hand, get to talk all day. In fact, they get paid to tell other people what to do. You sure you still want to be a dentist? G1: *pause* I think I want to be a lawyer. Heh... I guess he recognises his strengths.