What do you want to be when you grow up?

My semester started today.  After scrambling around at the last minute, trying to find another class to take since my original class was no longer available, I secured a spot in a completely different class and ordered the textbook.  Then, I checked my email to find out that the book was no longer available, so they were issuing me a refund so I could order a different one.  Awesome.  Nothing says, "This is going to be an awesome semester!" like totally rearranging my life on the first day.

It'll be fun though, and I'm looking forward to my classes...just like I do at the start of every semester.

After the boys got home from school, I needed to run to Sam's to get a few things we were out of, so I made them come along.  On the way, we passed Interskate, and B was asking how long the skating rink had been there.  I told him it had been there a long time, since I moved back to Texas when I was a teenager. 

B: Mom?  Has it been there since 1999?
Me: Longer than that, buddy.
B: Well, 1999 isn't very old.
Me: That was when I graduated from high school.
B: Really?  That's not very long ago, Mom.
Me: Okay, I have a question.  What do you two want to be when you grow up?  And before you answer, think about what you would want to do if you couldn't play a sport, like what you would want to go to school to study.
N: That's a hard question.  I need to think about that.
B: I'd be an animal doctor.
Me: A veterinarian?
B: Yeah.
Me: That's a great job, but I don't think that would work for you.  Know why?
B: Why?
N & Me: Because you're allergic to cats!
B: Oh, well I'll just be a dog doctor then.
Me: That could work.  I'm not sure many veterinarians just take care of one kind of animal, though.
B: Okay, maybe I won't be a vegetarian, then.
Me: A what?
B: Mom, I know it's wrong, but I can't say it.  So deal with it.
Me: Hahahaha, okay then.
B: Then I'd want to be a teacher, and teach math.
N: Really?  I hate math.
B: Oh, good point.  I hate math too.
Me: So, then...y'all think about it and get back to me, okay?
Boys: Okay.

We went into Sam's and I let them help pick out the stuff we needed, and then they went around eating samples.  That's their favorite part.  The best sample was Tillamook cheese.  B took a bite and asked the woman if he could have some more.  I think he was drooling.  That woman was smart.  She gave him more and pointed us in the direction of the cheese.

And the boys ate a total of FIVE grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner tonight.

Which is good...because we now have a ridiculous amount of cheese, and I'm not sure who's going to eat it all.

Aubs