Someone posted on Facebook asking what children want to be when they grow up.
When Angel was little, she wanted to be a mermaid, an artist, and then the president. Now, she wants to be a fashion designer. Or maybe a teacher. But definitely a mother.
Faith usually answers with somethings about animals or creating something. Today she said a robot builder. Last week it was a vet.
Isaac wanted to be a ninja, a chef, a police officer, a super hero, one each day of the week, and take off Fridays for a long weekend. He still wants to be a police officer. Who uses ninja skills.
David wants to be a magic man who dances, sings, does magic, and fights fires. And he wants to drive a red motorcycle. And sometimes play golf.
Me, when I grow up, I want to be, well, I don't really know.
I used to know.
On the first day of preschool, and everyday of my childhood, I wanted to be a teacher.
I also wanted to be in charge. It did not matter what I was in charge of, just as long as I was the decision maker.
I want to homeschool, but I also want my own preschool. I love preschool. I am going to school for education, homeschooling my children, basically teaching all the time.
I am not sure I want the responsibility of being in charge. Of anything. Sometimes I am not sure who decided I could be a grown up, let alone put me in charge of anything. But I still like being bossy. ;)
I also want to be debt free. Yet my students loans alone mean I will have to wait for that. Not to mention Andy's, and our house.
I want to be that older woman that younger women look to for advice. I just am not sure I want to earn that wisdom through trials and experience.
I want to be that married couple that has made 50 years and still holds hands. Since we were married young, that could happen. Only 36 years to go...
I want to be peaceful, some one whose life and circumstances reflect the love of God and the peace one can have in knowing Him.
I suppose I still have a lot of growing up to do...
