February, 2010

Overheard at the dinner table.

Miriam: What can I be when I grow up?
Momma: Well, you can be lots of things...
Miriam: I don't want to be lots of things. I just want to be four
things. I want to be an inventor. And a superhero. And a firefighter.
And a doctor.
Miriam: Evan just wants to be a farmer.
Momma: Oh, really, you want to be a farmer Evan?
Evan: Yup. (pause) And a Grandpa!