I have an eight year old who wants to open up her own cupcake shop. I have a five year old wants to become a kindergarten teacher, just like her teacher, Ms. L. And my three year old son is desperate to become a “superhero hug buddy”. And no, I have no idea what a “superhero hug buddy” is, but I bet he’ll be great at it.
Dreams? They have them. These little people I’m raising each and every day? Oh they have big plans, I can feel it in my bones.
Last week I let my let eight year old stay up past her bedtime to watch a few minutes of the State of the Union address. Incidentally, she caught the part where the President touched on higher education.
“Mom, I think if I don’t open a cupcake shop, it would be cool to be President of the United States”, she said.
“But I bet that job is a ton of work”. She followed up with…
Yes. Yes it is probably is a lot of work, I replied.
This little lighthearted conversation got me thinking of her (and all my kids) futures. She totally can become President. Tiny baby Paul who still can’t walk, and who takes four bottles a day can totally become anything his heart desires. Potentially, even the next President of the United States.
These kids, my kids, are growing up. And whether I like it or not, they are well on their way to becoming adults. Awesome adults, I might add.
Today is President’s Day. And instead of doing our normal Monday activities, I’m taking all four kids (even baby Paul) to the library for what should be a really fun President’s Day themed story and craft time. I’m excited it might spark some more “when I grow up” conversations. Because honestly, I really need to get to the bottom of this superhero huggy buddy business.
And when it’s all said and done, and I’m tucking them in after this exhausting day is over, I need them to know just how special they are to me. They are brilliant, they are talented, and they can do absolutely anything they set their mind to.
Even President of the United States.
photo credit: Casey Mullins