When I Grow Up

On the way to school this last week Mason and I had this conversation in the car. Mason: "Mom, I don't think that I want to be a policeman anymore." Me: "How come?" Mason: "It is just too dangerous, maybe I will be a fireman instead. But that is kinda dangerous too." Mom: "Ya it can be. What about a doctor, you would be a really good doctor." Mason: "No, I don't want to be that. I think I will be a construction worker-that would be pretty awesome!" Shoot for the stars Mas, shoot for the stars.