Yesterday while driving to my son’s class trip I lowered the radio and shouted over the open windows that my children have decided are mandatory while we drive in 50 degree weather, “Goddess, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
Goddess with out missing a beat replied, “ah, a teacher.”
I was thrilled that she understood the question. Hello she is 2.5 years old this month. How does she know what I am asking?
I can’t wait to see how her professional changes over the years.
My little baby wants to be a teacher. I love it!