Friday, November 04, 2005

Dear Noah:

So yesterday in the afternoon you told me you "Mommy when I grow up I want to be a gas man" (meaning working to pump gasoline or sell gasoline). You are obssessed with the changing prices of gasoline! I said that would be fine if you wanted to do that. You said "well maybe for a couple of days".

You always continue to say you want to be a house builder.

Then last night you came out and said "mommy....when I grow up I want to be a Wal*Mart greeter and push the shopping carts AND be a gas man!"

I said that would be fine if you wanted to do those things BUT...if you did the Wal*Mart thing you would have to be able to GIVE a shopping cart to someone else to push around to go shopping. I asked you if you thought you could do that. You said yes. For a few days.

Apparently you came up with a job you could do that involved one of your favorite things right now...PUSHING SHOPPING CARTS! Right now you love this so much you WANT a mini (but real) shopping cart of your very own for Christmas!

This is the kind you really like right now....cause it is JUST YOUR SIZE!!

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