Sunday, March 13, 2011
What Are You Going to Be?
Me: So, when you grow up are you going to be a bull-rider?
Me: Are you going to be a race car driver?
Micah: Sure (shoulder shrug)
Me: Are you going to be a brain surgeon?
Me: (thinking that he was just saying yes to everything I was saying went for the BIG one...) Are you going to be the President of the United States?
Micah: (He stopped what he was doing and looked at me in pure disgust) Ummm.. NO!
I laughed and laughed. Guess we don't have a politician in our midst.