What do you Want to be When you Grow Up?

One of the most amusing things when you’re a parent is hearing your kids talk about what they want to be when they grow up. When my son was three, he decided he wanted to be a fireman one day. But soon after he turned four, someone asked him the question and he announced a dramatic career change.

“I wanna’ be a gas station attendant.”

My husband and I quickly covered our mouths and pretended to cough while we snorted with laughter.

“Really,” I said. “Why is that?”

“You get to put gas in the car and clean people’s windows and that makes them happy,” he said definitively.

We nodded our heads in agreement. “Well, that’s great, Sweetie,” I praised him. He grinned and ambled away.

“Aiming high, isn’t he?” said my husband.

“Hey, think of all the money we’ll save on college,” I replied.

Fortunately, kids being kids, my son had another career change the following year.

“What do you call someone who studies bugs,” he asked me one day while I was working on the computer.

“Um, an Entomologist, I think,” I told him, without looking up.

“Well, I want to be an entomologist when I grow up,” he announced. “See!!!” He thrust his hand under my nose displaying a huge, quivering beetle in his palm. This time my response was not as supportive.

“AAAAHHHHHH!”

When he was six, he went a little more mainstream and decided he would be a doctor.

“You know all that money we were going to save on college when the kid said he wanted to be a gas station attendant,” I said to my husband.

“Yeah…” he said.

“Well, now we’ll have to double it for medical school.” I told him.

Sometime later at a big family gathering, my son said he had a big announcement to make.

“I’m going to go into my dad’s business and take over his company when he retires.”

My husband beamed. Congratulations were passed around. I leaned over and whispered in my husband’s ear.

“Don’t hold your breath, Last week he was going to be a writer, like me.”

We went along like this for another couple of years. One day he was going to study marine life, another day he was dreaming of being a cartoonist. And then when he became a teenager, I realized he hadn’t talked about it for a while. I thought maybe he had hit an existential crossroads. Did he want to go into big business and be a corporate leader or do something to help humanity? Was he thinking about a future in politics or did he crave the excitement of professional sports? For ten years we had told him the world was at his doorstep and he could do anything he wanted if he put his mind to it. Now that he had a little more maturity and wisdom, I was curious what path he thought he might take. So finally, one day I asked him.

“Hey Kiddo, what do you think you want to do when you grow up?”

He paused the video game and looked at me thoughtfully.

“I dunno,” he said. “I think maybe I’ll just sponge off you and Dad.”

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3 responses to “What do you Want to be When you Grow Up?

  1. Lucky you! You get to pay for college then support him for a few more years. :)) this too shall pass.

  2. I have no doubt he will move back in after college and live with us until he is 30 or we kick him out… whichever comes first!

  3. Connie

    When my son was 3 he wanted to be a homeless person. When we drove through the seedy end of town he would see them laying on the sidewalk sleeping (or passed out?) and thought that was neat. Luckily he became a meteorologist instead when he grew up.:)