Yesterday morning, lying in bed, I looked over my left shoulder and found Beck wide awake staring at me intently, practically willing me awake.
He had something to say:
Whispering, so as not to wake up Caden over my right shoulder: "Mommy, I know what I want to be when I grow up!"
Me: "What's that, Bug?"
Beck: "I want to be an Ice Cream Man!"
I tried hard not to show my disappointment. Can you imagine what this will do for my diet!?
Beck: "I want to be an Ice Cream Man!"
I tried hard not to show my disappointment. Can you imagine what this will do for my diet!?
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OH! I forget to mention in this post that Beck's previous occupational goal when he grew up was to be a CLOWN. I'm not sure how greatful I should be that he's changed his mind...
At least he aspires to simply make people happy... that's my boy!
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