When I grow up....

The first job Michael told me he wanted to do when he grew up was be a doctor. That actually seemed like he wanted to do that for a long time. Then he decided he'd be a fireman or policeman. Someone told him the job was dangerous so he went back to a doctor. He figured that was the closest thing to being a hero without it being dangerous. He said he wanted to work from home as a doctor too. Then he wanted to be a cashier. I wondered about this until one day he was talking about how all the money in the register would be his and he'd be rich. When I explained to him that the money in the cash register wasn't his, he changed his mind about that occupation. Then he wanted to be a FBI agent. Spying sounded fun. Then he wanted to be a singer. He went thru a stage where he wanted to be what his Daddy is. Then he decided to be a leader of a band/singer. Last night it changed to an actor. He was watching the Kids Choice Music Awards and he liked how they won awards. But today he told me in the car that he wants to be a book writer (nonfiction), a spy, and an engineer. He wants to make robots, invent lots of stuff, a big huge rocket, and a mind reading machine.