We're all proud of Husband, he busts his hump and gives us a fabulous life. He has to travel a lot. Last year he was gone at least 5 days a week for about 8 months. But what does he do? The world may never know. It involves weird computer stuff I don't understand... and apparently, neither does Buddha. We were talking about what he wants to be when he grows up, and the usual fireman and truck driver came up. Then I asked him what daddy does, and his answer... "Daddy's a pilot. He flies airplanes." When we see airplanes I always tell him daddy's on an airplane going to work... and well, he made a connection.
The best part is... it was so much easier to let him think Daddy's a pilot rather than some kind of software thingamajiggy... so I just smiled. Then when I told Husband that Buddha thought he was a pilot, his response was somewhere along the lines of "Cool! Pilots are awesome!"
Are we letting Buddha think something that isn't accurate? Yes. Does it matter when he's only 3 years old? I really hope not.
Monday, February 16, 2009
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2 comments:
That's too funny!
I think husband has one of those jobs where he could tell you, but then he would have to kill you....
I think Buddha will turn out just fine. Hell, when I was 5, I thought my dad was a carpet repairman, instead of the hotel's general manager.
Because every time I'd go to work with him and he'd spot a whole or spot on the carpet on his walk-through, he'd mutter to himself "I need to take care of that..."
My mom found out about this when my kindergarten teacher asked her if she could bring some carpet samples to school for an art project. And my mom was all like "why the f would I have carpet samples?" (except my mom probably didn't curse, because 1) she's not a potty mouth and 2) she's too uppity to talk to a kindergarten teacher like that even in her wildest dream)
And the teacher said "duh, your husband's job as a carpet repairman."
And I turned out (mostly) alright.
What do you mean you're all worried now?
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