when me gohm-up...

I'm still figuring out what I want to do when I grow up. Daniel, however, has it all figured out. We had this sweet conversation last night as I was helping him get to sleep, where he told me all the things he wants to do: "Mom, when me gohm-up, me want..."

make beer
reach way way up get camera
change lightbulbs
be daddy
teach piano lessons
be mom
turn on stove
drive a car

It was bittersweet, that moment. I realized more than ever that right now Stuart and I are pretty much his whole world. What we do is what grown-ups do, like make beer (there's some bubbling in the closet now) and teach piano lessons. But he will grow up someday and do grown-up things and stop listening to us (he doesn't listen much now, alas) and it makes me both proud, and a little sad.


Steph said…
Just this: Heart. Puddle. Floor.

Please tell Daniel that Aunt Stephanie loved the picture he sent her and that she loves brown too and loves him so very very very much.
Claire said…
I remember telling my mom that I wanted to be a babysitter when I grow up. I loved my babysitter and felt like it would be the best job in the world to be able to play all day.

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