Aiming High

We all have great expectations for our children, so it's always fun to learn what they want to be when they grow up, even if it is unrealistic or a desire that will change next week.

My son, Jude, has a friend who wants to be a fire fighter, for example. A normal and cute wish for a two and a half year old boy.

So, my husband, Jamie, and I were excited to hear what Jude had to say to that question:


"What do you want to be when you grow up, Jude?"

No hesitation at all, like he had decided this a while ago: "An old, fat man."

"A what?"

"An old, fat man."


Not just old, mind you, but FAT! Good job, Jude. Now there's a goal you can reach. Here's to aiming high! That's my boy!

I swear, he is a little version of Jamie. Jamie can't wait to be old. I'm not sure about fat, but as long he doesn't have to do anything, I'm sure it would be fine with him!

Well, at least we don't have to worry about paying for private schools if he's just going to be an old fat man! :)