Lately Dangerboy has been saying he wants to be a librarian-daddy when he grows up, so he can "sell" books to people as well as be a father (which I thought was nice). However, the other day we were watching a clip of Bono and U2 sing "Ultraviolet" in the Rose Bowl...here's the link, but basically Bono wears this really cool jacket with lasers on it, and swings around on a microphone suspended from the ceiling.
DB: What's that?
Me: It's a microphone hanging down from the ceiling that Bono gets to swing around on.
DB: Why?
Me: Because he's a rock star, and rock stars get to do stuff like that.
DB: Oh. (pause) Mom, I don't want to be a librarian-daddy anymore. I want to be a rocket star-daddy.
(Poor librarian-ism didn't have a chance!)
Another one:
DB: Mom, I'm getting big Optimus Prime for Christmas, right? (this has not officially been confirmed) But what else should you get me for Christmas? (very thoughtfully) Hmmm...I wonder...I'm just not sure what I should get...(Tapping his chin) Maybe...a pogo stick?!
(This just made me laugh because it was so out-of-the-blue. I didn't even know he knew what one was. Apparently he played unsuccessfully with one last year at preschool.)
In other news, our camera is still broken...sad. And Cookie-Nut learned how to say "pretty" which is super cute. She still eats crayons, markers, and chalk, and floor food (of course).
2 comments:
just tell him if he REALLY wants to be a rocket star, to practice his electric guitar EVERY day.
Your kids are so stinkin adorable, even without pictures. I'm a very proud auntie. :)
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