The kids and I were in the car tonight when the subject of school and, ultimately, careers came up. Thinking waaaaaay ahead, Henry asked where he should go to college. I told him that he gets to decide that someday, but he could consider what he wants to be when grows up and find a school that has classes that will help him with that profession. Without missing a beat, he said he wanted to be either a marine biologist or a paleontologist. I said that if he wanted to study life in the ocean, he might want to go to a college that is near the ocean. Henry loves to swim, but he didn't have a very good experience on the boat at the Lake of the Ozarks. Also, he has been reading his shark book quite often. He had to confirm that he would not have to go on a "fast" boat (and I didn't disabuse him of that) and that he would be swimming in a pool, not the ocean. He then said, "And if I want to be a paleontologist, I should go to college in the desert." (I think I'll skip that Parents' Weekend.)
Not wanting to leave Elena out of the conversation, I asked her if she knows what she wants to be when she grows up. Her answer: "Princess." Henry very helpfully told her that she needed to think of a job where she could make money. Who knew that being royalty doesn't pay?
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