When You Grow Up

Today we spent a lot of time in the car. Here is an intellectual coversation that Bryce and I had:

Bryce: "Mommy, when you grow up what do you want to be?"

Me: "I am grown up, Sweetie."

"No, I mean when you grow up for real, what do you want to be?"

"I want to be a Mom."

"No, that is what you are now, do you want to be a princess? I want to grow up and be a king!"

"I thought you were going to grow up and be a fireman."

"No, Mom... that is what I am going to be when I grow up for real. When I grow up though, I am going to be a king!"